The Fausters {Gay/Personal History}
"My last boyfriend?" I ask him back. "That is who I'm asking about," Matt doubled down with. "How much time do we have?" I asked him with a laugh even as I started to prepare what I should or shouldn't tell him and how to say it in the right way. "Well it's still early, so hours," Matt answered with an honest smile on his face. "Ok, but remember, you asked," I replied before I reached for my drink. I then proceeded to remember and recount this part of my life. This was my third date with Matt, and hopefully, it wouldn't be our last. I really liked this one. === I haven’t been able to forget the first time I laid eyes on him. I think I remember it so well now because I pulled it to the front of my mind so often when we were together. It was a comforting and happy moment for me. And I still smiled at it to this day. I walked into my dorm room to find him talking to John, my roommate that year. The year before I was p...