america...

america, will you come back to me baby please don't run away don't let me go.


my mom told me it was the best holiday.
it's in the summer,
it's not focused on a group of people,
and everyone is relaxed. you can sit back, watch fireworks, and hang out with friends.
the holiday basically celebrates our life in our country, and its always nice to celebrate life.

the fireworks were beautiful. they mesmerized me.
which i guess isn't saying much, anything shinny and big does that, but fireworks especially do it. it was better than peering out my window at home, wishing i could be at the park, but afraid that some of the sounds of the fireworks were actually the gunshots of people celebrating at the park.
i prefer this 4th to any that i've ever had.
but what made my night was the little things.
laying together on the couch. swinging on the porch swing. watching the fireworks so close, having him sit next to me, and playing with his fingers. laying on top of his shirtless body and watching tv. having him lay his head on my lap as we watched sealab 2021.

those were the moments i absolutely adored.