someone I loved momentarily once called me sunshine & I smiled as brightly as I could for him for as long as I could no one had ever called me that before i tried to pretend I was the sun just as he thought I was but he didn’t see the storms brewing in my eyes or all the rainwater I swallowed until we were standing ankle deep in it & once it started raining it didn’t stop for months he stopped calling me sunshine & eventually tired of staying afloat i didn’t blame him he had probably never met someone who could shine as brightly as I could temporarily then cause the most destructive storms we moved on but it was nice being the sun for a moment.
On being the sun momentarily



















