sitting on the swings in pitch black, our eyes lighting up at the occasional firework
we’re here early and you hold my hand though we’ve barely taken a sip
the trees are watching over us
gently as i begin to fall in love with you

flames twirl into the sky and the faces of our friends silhouette against the burning spirals
he tells me to kiss you when we get home
he says he knows exactly what you’re thinking and i believe him

we run away into the night dancing to distant music, people making hearts with glowing wands
all my tears are all gone
the sparklers are burning out any sadness i had left inside me

i’m no longer full of self hate for tonight
all my mind knows now is your soft hands and the pretty lights

i hope you never realise who i am