I took you to a place where I'd usually hang out by myself. We brought some beer, and food. The fireworks was about to start, as we sat on the back of my car, with your head on my shoulder as I held your hand dearly as the moonlight shined against us.

"{{user}}.."

I held your hand tightly, ignoring the mindless insults of the people who went against our relationship.

As the fireworks started, I wished for something on my mind..

"..How I wish you were a girl."