A Gay Love

By Roberto Ròn Capello

A book written to bring back memories of a twelve-year love story.
Two boys, a Brescian and a Sienese, linked by a feeling that goes beyond corporeality.
A story born of a chance encounter between emotional difficulties and more practical problems.
True love exists, it must be sought with courage, and once found it must be cared for and matured day by day.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9780244176624

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Premise

I'm a jerk!

I find no other way to define myself in these post-natal days.

When one loves a person, one becomes blind, the defects become nice facets of the character to be accepted hoping that with time something will change. In fact, love goes hand in hand with hope.

When you love a person, you want the best for you, help yourself in times of difficulty, share good and bad moments.

When you love a person, the world turns pink, life is less hard because you face it in two, and when one of them struggles to stand up, the other becomes firm support.

When you love a person, you become a complicit friend, you become his lover, you become his family, you become part of his world.

When you love a person, you become vulnerable and fragile, you show your weak points as strong ones, you show yourself naked in your body as in your soul.

When you love a person, share everything yourself, all that you are, all that you will become.

When you love a person, you are afraid of losing it, you are afraid that you will suffer, you are afraid of the passing of time without knowing what awaits you.

When you love a person, everything is possible, and when love is returned the magic begins.

Manerba del Garda

December 27th 2014

two like us

Love, whose beloved amar pardons forgive me, took from me this pleasure so strong, that, as you see, it still does not abandon me.

Dante Alighieri

two like us

Who would have thought it, twelve years with a boy; different in everything since the beginning and so different still today, even if along the way we have changed in character and way of being.

I am a 27-year-old boy from Lake Garda and He is a Sienese boy of 22, met thanks to a series of lucky coincidences, almost a twist of fate, a benevolent fate that wanted to put two souls in search of love face to face for so long, almost to have lost all hope.

I, a freelancer with a technical office recently opened and already full of debts not to breathe, and He unemployed who jumped from one job to another with great difficulty to keep one because of a too aggressive character.

I, an undeclared gay who was temporarily living with my sister's family, and Him not declared gay that he lived at home with his family and a little brother of a few years.

I, a typical boy with a past as a parochial animator who up to the age of 25 did not want to face his own sexuality, and who at the age of 20 had his first experiences in the hope of not being gay.

I, without couple experiences and Him with various stories of a few months going from a let's try to be straight to then convince ourselves that maybe I'm bisexual and finally understand that nature is not controlled.

I, far from fashions and ways of being and of dressing of the group, practically a sciatto, and He darkettone complete with spiked collar as to reaffirm to the world stay away.

Our meeting was the most unlikely, He was going up to the lake to spend a few days with a friend we had in common, along the way this friend sends me a text message inviting me to go out in the evening so as to let me meet this guest of his. First thing I ask, of course, is it beautiful? ... I don't remember the answer, I only know that an hour later they went to visit me at home, for a presentation.

I was dressed in a metallic green lizard tracksuit and a yellow hat, He dressed in black with black bob hair with green reflections from which the typical Tuscan nose of Etruscan origin protruded.

My first thought seeing him: cute and dark, I like it; his first thought seeing me: who brought this out!

It was the prelude to love.

That same evening we went out with the group of friends that I attended, and sitting at the table in a toy