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Oscar and I met by the fountain in the park, two souls finding a shared spark amidst the hustle of a city that sometimes felt too small for our gay hearts. He had this infectious laugh, and even though he was still figuring out how to be out, I felt an instant, overwhelming connection to him, a silent understanding that transcended the typical LGBT dating scene. My love for Oscar, in all his shy bravery, blossomed so effortlessly, a vibrant testament to how love truly knows no bounds. We'd just sit there for hours, his hand brushing mine, a simple, profound joy that spoke volumes of our shared, hopeful future.