I remember everything that happened that day, as if it had happened yesterday. I gave you my first and you gave me yours. It was a normal Saturday after months of dating is what I would’ve expected, but I was wrong to think that. It started out with cuddling, holding you in my arms and never wanting to let go, kissing you and telling you how I felt, just to make you smile and blush. I looked at your soul and you looked into mine, we both desired more but were too afraid to make the move, until you kissed me in a way that gave me permission. I...