
Twenty years ago we were single and in college.
Totally different people as we are now.
Roommates in college testing boundaries.
Settle for married with children as were supposed to.
Not sure your reasons why, but you came looking.
Stalking was your word, stalking and disparate.
You found me on Amtrak, New York. to DC.
You took a job with the same commute.
You had questions that needed answers.
For example Was that love back then?
Any chance we could do that again?
Twenty years later can we be best friends?
Hook up when we want?
Do the gay stuff that we like?
With someone we can trust, and love.
The two men make love on a train.
The trip two and a half hours one way.
Normally taken twice a day.
Sometime twice a week.
A hotel for a week in Washington DC
Every other month for two more years.
Then with seeds planted "It was for the better."
Children off to colleges and wives want a divorce.
All sems perfectly normal from a distance.
Nobody knew the two of us, like the other one did.
Twenty - five years after the first gay affair.
The two men celebrate their first anniversary
As openly gay lovers and with adult children present.
They have no regrets, just love moving forward.
New York to D.C. - Story Time Blog
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