we try to be holy and sweet and glorious at the same time
we kneel behind the bleachers like we do on sundays
we kiss boys with our red stained lips, eyes closed and dreaming of galaxies
we love in secret and confess sins together while grinning
we smile shyly at the boys in front of our parents, but the boys know our dirty secret
they are our dirty secret
we try to be celestial and ethereal, something from above
we hold onto our hearts with all of our life […]