But we couldn't wait to continue the conversation and began texting, first through Grindr and then iMessage. It is the best part of a new relationship. Flirtation that edges the line of sexual tension. It is the part of love when you cannot wait to hear more, learn more, see more of the other person. When we finally met, we both knew so much each other, and there was an ease that is the hallmark of lasting love stories. He ended up spending the night and, as I am wont to do, attached quickly. The process of "figuring him out" and "over-analyzation" took hold next, checking to see which boxes this sweet French boy was ticked. Thibault became "T" because it was cute and my keyboard kept misspelling it. I became "O" as a rebuttal, and when we needed a "T-O" (or time out) we would write the other with what was weighing on our hearts. The possibility never materialized as he left for an extended work trip to China, and each time he came back, I was traveling or else too busy. Of course, the moment I left for Paris he returned to New York, and though part of me hoped to build roots in this city, another part wondered what might become of us if I ever returned.