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You used to hold your breath after I kissed you, at first because you were afraid. Later I think it was because you didn’t want me to get away from you. You used to curl your fingers around my neck, playing with stray silky hairs and smiling down at me with that wide ass grin of yours. “I love you,” you said, “even if this can’t be real I love you.” I used to close my eyes and let our lips collide, and as we kissed the time away the universe would tip and sway and finally, every star would slide back into place in a burst of blinding light. You used to hold your breath after I kissed you so you could keep the stars within you.