One of the best feelings is the touch of someone else. I’d never admit it, but I need to feel the touch of someone else. There’s something soothing about it, if I’m ever upset, a hug makes me feel happier, if I’m stressed about something, even a reassuring hand on my arm makes me feel lighter. One of my best memories associated with the touch of someone was the moment I realized how much I need it. It was late at night and I was on a bus ride back from a marching band competition. I was super stressed about things with my ex and my friend told me to just be honest with myself and with him. Amother friend told me to give him a kiss on the cheek for him, as they were good friends joking around. So on the ride back, I gave it to him, but I was regretting it the whole time because of my ex. (We were still together at that point). I rested my head on his shoulder and he put a gentle hand on my thigh, near my knee. I realized how good it felt to have that warmth with his closeness. I felt at home, like I belonged there on that bus next to him.