How do I tell the people closest to me that I am about to embark on journey that they will most definitely feel is the end of my life?? How do I tell them that I've disappointed them and dashed all of their hopes for me?

Should I tell them I'm sorry for what I've done, when really... I'm not.

I'm not sorry, I'm not sad. The timing isn't what I wanted, but it feels right. It feels good, and I feel confident that it's all going to be ok.

I'm scared. Don't get me wrong. Will it be easy, will it be hard, will I survive it all? I don't know. I just don't know. Now is the time to find out. I don't really have a choice I guess. I mean, I do, but that's not my choice.

Luckily, Ben is amazing, and excited about everything. I'm excited about him, us, and everything that comes with that.

Love. That's what it is.
When my heart beats, it sounds like his name.
There's a defined aire of familiarity when I'm in his arms. Something comfortable.
My heart knew him, before he told me his name.

He's a piece of my life I never knew I was missing, but I will from these moments on never miss a chance to be with him as long as I can help it.
I haven't felt like this, so quickly, or so completely before. I swear, God has definitely been 'honing in' on his guys for me. Probably so I can learn to be a better girlfriend, and what I need out of a relationship from a good boyfriend..

He did very well this time. VERY well.

Ben- Long walks with small hands please.

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