4th of July and Alcohol

Fireworks burst in the sky

and in my drunken haze

I reach for your hand, gently

holding it in mine

I know that I cannot go back

I know that I cannot change

what I've done

I see the reaction on your face

a mixture of pleasure and hesitation

and I know that I shouldn't

but I lean over and your lips collide with mine

and BANG! BANG! BANG!

I remember what it feels like to be loved by you

and the memories are flashing, bright white

before my clouded eyes

suddenly the world is quiet

the fireworks display is over and as

I gently disconnect

from you, I can feel the emptiness

creeping in, loneliness filling my heart

and I wish that I could go back

and light up the sky again