Let's rewind to 2010. I'm 19, just starting to come out and only my siblings and closest friends know I'm gay. I was also seeing my amazing on-campus counselor Lauren every Friday afternoon. On one Friday, I decided to tell Lauren that I had met a guy on OkCupid who was a model out in LA. We were texting each other on a pretty frequent basis and we were Skyping about 4-5 nights a week, for up to several hours at a time.
I just thought it was fun but knew in the back of my mind that it wouldn't go anywhere. To be realistic, he lived across the country and I was focused on school. He was hot and I was enjoying the giddy feelings I got while flirting with this kid through the computer screen.
Well about six weeks after texting and skyping, he told me he was flying to FL to visit me. I was like sayyyy whaaaat?! So fast-forward, I agree to this and he flies cross-country to live with me, against my counselor and best friend's better judgment. He and I went out on a few dates, took a weekend trip to Tallahassee and fooled around the entire week.
I was ready for him to leave once the end of the week rolled around. After he left we Skyped one more time before I cut communication between us. I basically said the long-distance isn't going to work and I need to focus on myself and school. So buh bye bro. The last image I ever had, embedded in my mind, was him weeping on our video chat while I was telling him this.
It was hella awkward, so I ended the chat and carried on with my life.
Five years later, I see him while watching the Ellen show the other day! haha I was like 'wait, why does that kid look so familiar? Where do I know him from?? Ohhh he blew me for a week straight, that's how!"
He's "Umberto" in the light blue button-down.
As soon as I made the connection, I dropped the remote and busted out laughing. Life sure has a sense of humor.
Much Love Guys!