Michael's Diary

I always thought New York would be easy but it wasn't. After sleeping in the bus station for the first couple of days and just using the little money I had to buy food, I started to think what was going to happen when I ran out of money and couldn't buy food no more. And then I started to think maybe I had made a mistake leaving home.  I missed my mom's cooking and just the warmth of being there.  It's funny cause there was this guy I would see everyday on his way to work.  He was older and looked about 37, 38 but still good looking.  I noticed him somehow cause he would always looked into the station window on his way pass and then look again on his way home again. I guess he noticed that I wasn't going nowhere that I was just sleeping there.  I was ashamed at first but then I noticed he looked at me more with concern than anything else. And then just when I had spent my last buck on a sandwich he came in and started talking to me. He invited me back to his place.  I was a bit wary at first, you know you hear stuff but he same so nice and I was desperate so I went.  It's funny cause from the moment I enter his apartment I felt that I had come home.  He was the  kindest guy I had ever met and was gay too he had a boyfriend.  I know I shouldn't have but I guess I started to have feelings for him that I ain't never had before. It's funny to think back now but when he first approached me I thought he did it cause he wanted something, to seduce me but actually it ended up being the other way around.