It was Benny and mines 4th date, and we went to a restaurant, staying way longer than anticipated, tipsy with conversation turning a bit more deep that intended. Benny spoke about the shit he saw in the military, his mom and dad.

So were you, to be honest: resting your head on your palm, tired eyes looking up at him, feelings rising to the surface and bubbling in your chest.

There was an incredible and almost scary intimacy and comfort you felt within each other - you could say anything and neither of you would judge.