I should be sleeping but cannot stop thinking....
There are so many things jumbled up in this little mind o' mine.
The 4th of July... it was a good one. Thinking about it makes me smile. The few blurred moments I can remember, I will try not to forget those too. I saw no fireworks that day, but I'm sure I felt some. On the other hand, it could have been the vodka.
There was a boy... in green. and sunglasses. He was perfect in every aspect... except that he was from West Virginia. He bought me a hotdog and we danced.
Booze was spilt. Friends slipped and crashed into the concrete dance floor. Tears were trickled over lost loves. Too tiny bikinis were worn. and so were fuzzy footie pajamas covered in baby ducks. Needless to say, it was my kind of day. The only thing missing was the sun.
Eyes blinked, the weekend magic was gone. Goodbyes were said. Kisses were given. Airplanes departed.
All thats left are the movie clips flashing on the backs of my eyelids.
Its dark now and I lost my camera.
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