I held a galaxy in my hands tonight, as we stargazed in the snow together. They melted in my palm, leaving a small puddle in it's wake; stars fizzling out of life on my glove. I held a galaxy in my hands tonight, and turned my head as constellations brushed past my cheekto look at you, and I smiled because stardust was trapped in your hair, and your eyelashes, and your clothes. I held a galaxy in my hands tonight,the light from the storefronts gleaming in their edges as they spun, slowly, falling to earth, landing in a pile at our feet. I held a galaxy in my hands tonight, but it was nothing compared to you.