It was a balmy night in Darwin, and Ben had invited me to sit with him on the veranda of his little villa overlooking the jacuzzi. We'd spent the day together, laughing and getting lost in conversation, and now we sat in comfortable silence, watching the stars twinkle above.
Ben pulled out a small notebook and began scribbling some letters onto a piece of paper, the dim light casting an intimate glow over our faces. I felt at ease, completely absorbed in the moment, as we played Scrabble - a game that would later become a metaphor for our own love story.
In that instant, something shifted inside me. It was as if the universe had aligned itself just so, and all the pieces clicked into place. Ben's presence, his kindness, his generosity – it all felt like home.
I remember feeling a sense of safety, of being seen and heard without judgment. The connection between us was palpable, a spark that seemed to ignite in the very air around us. It was as if I'd finally found my missing piece, the one that completed me.
In that fleeting moment, I knew. I knew that I was falling deeply, irrevocably in love with Ben. There was no grand gesture, no dramatic flourish – just a quiet recognition of what we had, and what it felt like to be together.
Ben pulled out a small notebook and began scribbling some letters onto a piece of paper, the dim light casting an intimate glow over our faces. I felt at ease, completely absorbed in the moment, as we played Scrabble - a game that would later become a metaphor for our own love story.
In that instant, something shifted inside me. It was as if the universe had aligned itself just so, and all the pieces clicked into place. Ben's presence, his kindness, his generosity – it all felt like home.
I remember feeling a sense of safety, of being seen and heard without judgment. The connection between us was palpable, a spark that seemed to ignite in the very air around us. It was as if I'd finally found my missing piece, the one that completed me.
In that fleeting moment, I knew. I knew that I was falling deeply, irrevocably in love with Ben. There was no grand gesture, no dramatic flourish – just a quiet recognition of what we had, and what it felt like to be together.
but can't they just post about something else for a change? It's getting so repetitive 
And don't even get me started on how they keep forcing us to watch these long videos on Ben and his jacuzzi villa 
i think its so beautiful how this story just kinda unfolds naturally, no grand romantic gestures needed 
ben sounds like an amazing person, all that kindness & generosity is def attractive 
and omg the scrabble game is like the ultimate symbol of ur love story, so cute 
when u find that special someone its like the whole universe comes alive! 
my fave thing about platform is how u can just be urself & find others who feel the same way 
. Remember when you'd meet someone and you'd literally talk for hours on the phone or just sit around each other in silence? It's like people have forgotten how to truly connect with each other online. We're all so busy swiping left and right, we've lost sight of what it means to really get to know someone. And honestly, I think that's why we need more nights out on the veranda, sipping wine and playing Scrabble 
. It's not just about finding love, it's about finding a sense of belonging and comfort in someone else's presence.
i went on the most romantic date w/ my bf last nite and its all so surreal 
he has this adorable little villa in darwin and we sat on the veranda watching the stars together it was like the whole universe came together for us 
but seriously i feel like i found my person like, we just click on so many levels and its not even a game of scrabble that brought us to this point 
i think its bc he gets me in the most amazing way and i get him too 
! its like having a mini projector on ur face lol i mean imagine being able to watch ur fave vids or play games in the dark without any lights 