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The First Real thing - 1

It was quite a long time, had I actually found a good person, whom I mutually connected with after the Gentleman Doc, and as I moved to a new city. The expectations was high, as usual, the scene wasn't that great. I had to up my standards compared to the town I was from, just to make sure that I don't end up with a lot of people under my wing. Discretion was important.

The DemiGod that I met online was someone I wished thought would have a good conversation. But, it turns out the heartbroken DemiGod was Asexual. The Marine Engineer had been in a relationship with an older guy and lived in for two years and one fine day thought it didn't work out. The break up would have been hard cose the reason was simply as painful as any. I wish there was no break up like that, where you as a person just lost the connect with the other. May be that's why my break ups had been dramatic. May be to me, once you join hands the momentary feeling would only stay as long as you go back to the magic. May be that's why I believe in that magic. May be because it happened, more than once. Not sure if that's love, but The first real thing was... magic!

It was not in any site that gay men wander, I found my guy. It was in an app I was interning. The app catered for similar interests and it was quite a thing, back then. He was one of the most handsome guys in the app. I remember looking at his pic and wondering if I would ever end up with a guy like him. And to my biggest surprise, I got him. It started in the most innocent ways, and out of no where, he asks for my number, for someone who didn't share my number to anyone, it didn't take me a second thought to give him. The conversations from them were never ending. It kept flowing like eternity. His attention fixated on me and it was very new. For once, I saw myself beyond the ugly potato I was. He insisted that he likes my mind, whatever that was. We didn't come out to each other, but both knew that it was more than just friendship.

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