sunlight in my veins

from a writing prompt list that i saw

there is nothing like the sun 

it makes me feel guilty, looking forward to fall when the sun hits my face in the middle of a drive through the south 

during summertime. 

the sun is healing. 

the way it fills you up with warmth in the same way that you look for it inside a person.

it is forgiving. 

you do not have to curl up next to someone who will be gone before it even rises to feel the warmth that it brings. 

they will be gone the next day, leaving you cold and alone in a bed. 

up until you get outside to walk the dog and feel it hit you in your face.

reminding you that it will always come back.

day after day after day after day.

i have always felt like i had a special connection with the sun...

hence the f*****g tattoo that i have written across my forehead 

"sunkissed" it says. 

i may have gotten it drunk in the middle of the summer after spending too much time naked on the river,

getting sunburnt underneath it. 

my father might be disappointed in it 

and i may regret it on some days. 

but the real ironic thing about it...

is that i have spent so much time underneath it's heat ever since getting it, 

that the sun has lightened it and the ink is not as bright as it used to be. 

but the sun will remain bright every morning, waiting to kiss my forehead as i wake up.

and i will literally, always have the sun in my veins.