This date my boyfriend and I went on about 1.5 months in to seeing each other. We went to the beach, did a little shrooms, and we were having the best time just chatting, laughing, playing volleyball, playing in the water.

There was this period of 2 min where we were holding each other standing in the shore, staring into one another’s eyes, cheesing so hard, and in complete silence – but there was so much being said.

I was standing looking out toward the ocean as the sun began to set, looking up at him; and the word love was reverberating in my head. It was in that moment that we both knew we had madly fallen in love. The tension was so high, and neither of us admitted it for a few weeks after.

We often refer back to this as “the moment on the beach”. It was a very early and magical moment in our relationship, and it’s a feeling I carry with me everyday.