When Michael Coulter left Flint, Mich., and went to college, he “met more gay people in one hour” than he had in his entire life. But there was one who caught his eye, and that boy would become his first love.
The more we hung out, the more I was falling for him, just because no one had ever shown me that type of attention before. And from then on, I just felt like, “OK, this guy — he’s turning into my everything.” And I remember just pouring myself into him, and the more we were together, the more I was feeling for him and having these feelings of love for him.
As the school year continued, Michael’s feelings only grew stronger, and with summer break approaching, he felt like he was ready to share his feelings:
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I was shaking in my boots, because I was like, “I have to say this. This is my moment. I have to get this out. I’m not going to see him again until the fall, so I have to say this.” So I looked him in the eye, and I said, “I love you.” And he looked me in the eye and said, “Aww, thank you.” And that was it. And I was crushed. And he basically just left. He was like, “OK, have a great summer.”
This is Michael’s true LGBTQ story:
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