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I almost tripped over my own two feet when I saw him on the hiking trail, a ruggedly handsome man who looked completely at ease in nature, so unlike my nervous, gay self; his name was Chris, and I, Ryan, could barely stammer out a hello. Despite our differences, Chris's easy smile and genuine interest in my stumbling conversation made me feel instantly comfortable, a feeling I realized later was the start of something truly special within the LGBT community. Soon, the mountains blurred as we shared stories, discovering a shared love for bad jokes and the way the sunlight dappled through the leaves, and I knew I was falling for this outdoorsy man who saw past my initial shyness. Now, years later, holding his hand on that same trail, I can't help but smile, knowing that the best love stories often begin where you least expect them, blossoming into a life filled with laughter, adventure, and the quiet joy of simply being together.