We hung out the rest of the day watching movies and cuddling. Went out for dinner at Cracker Barrel. We talked a lot about little physical things we used to do... In high school, when his mom would pick us up from school and go to his house, we would hang back in the car for a little while after his mom went inside so we could make out. How when we camped together and had our sleeping bags side by side, we would unzip them in order to cuddle next to each other. And also when we camped, and I would be sleeping on a cot and he would be on the floor, how we would type to each other on my little PDA and go to sleep holding hands. How we spent a few nights touching each other intimately when we would be traveling somewhere, even if we couldn't be in the same bed, despite the fact that our parents were in the room. How on the drives at night back from Universal Studios, when Kevin's dad would take us, Kevin would take a blanket with us in the back seat so we could cuddle and play footsie.
I laughed when Kevin told me he always wanted to "cop a feel" when we were in the backseat or at a movie, but he said he always told himself he "couldn't do that to Hannah."
Although we didn't get to talk about it, I thought back to some of our other physical moments. The first time he asked to hold my hand, on the People Mover ride at Disney World. All the times we would touch each other in the car at night. How we would kiss and lick each other's necks... leading up to the first time I had a hickey. How it felt the first time I touched him. The first time I felt his hands on my bare chest. The first time he laid on top of me between my legs, in Georgia. Our romantic moments on the cruise ship to the Bahamas.
These are many of my best memories of my life, and he is a part of all of them. Through all of it, I have fallen deeper and deeper in love with him. I would not know how to live my life without him anymore.