his lips are like the galaxy's edge

and his kiss the colour of a 

constellation falling into place

I dreamt about you nearly every night this week 

How many secrets can you keep? 

Cause there’s this tune I’ve found that makes me think of you somehow 

And I play it on repeat until I fall asleep 

Spilling drinks on my settee 

Do I wanna know?

If this feeling flows both ways

It's hard to see you go

I'm sorta hoping that you'd stay

Baby we both know

That the night were mainly made for saying things that you cant say tomorrow day 

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? if what we had was real, how could you be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all. I remember the day you told me you were leaving, I remember the make up running down your face, and the dreams you left behind, you didn't need them, like every single wish we ever made. I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things. Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you and the memories I never can't scape, cause I'm not fine at all. It hurts to know you're happy and it hurts that you're not mine, it hurts to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long