I will watch the stars every night.

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"I want to hold you. I want to hold every bit of you. I want to know about the constellations on your skin, where to find them and how to map them. I want to talk about the complexities of the Earth. I want to learn everything from you and for you to tell me there's still more and we should find out how much together. I want to take a drive in your car that is the same color as the sun at the time. The windows will be down and my hair will be blown in my face and your eyes will be trained on the road but you'll outstretch your hand to move the wind-blown hair because you know exactly where I am. You always know that I'm right here. And I can feel the scratches and roughness of my throat from talking to the stars on a cold night. But I'm not talking to the stars, I'm talking to you. I wish I never kissed you that night, yet I wish I kissed you before because I have been waiting for that moment for 17 years. Then it came and it flew right by me and I wasn't strong enough to catch it. But I was hopeful enough to use that chance to kiss you and kill you. I hope you forgive me, my love. For Heaven knows I haven't."

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