Testo Blue Stars

i know what i ought to do
but im feeling unfinished.
too scared to be aware
so i swallow stars instead.
now all the places that we've been
are just spirals in my head
but i remember you, i remember them
and am i the only thing
keeping that space and time alive?
is it a choice to make?
i think i know what's right for me.
do i really have a hand in my forgetting?
till the end my thoughts are never ending.

cause this is our last
of the past four summers
and i wish i wrote it down
to send you in a letter.
do you think that's better
than the words all rolled in my mouth?
we both wanted "now",
now we both want out. and of course you could call but you won't.
do you think you disappear when you're alone?

and are you the only thing
keeping that space and time alive?
has it occurred to you,
i still bare my throat to you.
do you really have a hand in your forgetting?
because tonight my thoughts of you are unbending.