I'M IN LOVE WITH A LADY I'V NEVER MET, AND NOW I'M GOING TO MEET HER.

We all have seen romance movies.

The kind of storyline that follows two sounds destined to be together with signals from the universe everywhere around them pushing the pair together.
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The question is whether you’re cynical, like me, and think that’s just Hollywood, or whether you’re the hopeless romantic that believes it will happen one day just like the movies.

I’ll tell you now, I think it’s bullshit. I’ve always thought it was bullshit. Sure I’ve been in love before, had both good and bad relationships, but none that felt like it set my entire soul on fire. Nothing to write about.

• Until now.

As prideful as I am, and as hard for me as it is to admit this, I am and have been now, for two years, completely in love with someone I have never met.

Two years ago, this girl started commenting on my Instagram photos at odd hours of the day and night, so after the casual follow for follow was exchanged and I got a look at her, I couldn’t stop being obsessively curious about every single thing about her. She was incredibly talented, besides the fact that I think she’s the most beautiful thing I have ever fucking seen. She’s not someone that fits my so-called type, or that I’m known to be seen with. There’s something different about her, and getting to know her, she’s unlike anything I have ever known.

She would send me a message and when I’d reply, it would take forever to get a response. I took it for disinterest, but then she would reply, at 4 am or some crazy hour that only people like me are still awake at anyway.

I’m a prideful motherfucker, honestly. I won’t chase or pursue. Ever. But I remember vividly one day she was at the beach posting videos of the coast she was at on her Instagram every half hour or so, and I checked her feed about every 90 seconds waiting for an update to try to figure out where the hell she could be located.

I checked the last location and never heard of the beach she was at, but the water was on the right and it looked like Florida to me. Unconsciously I realized later I had already made the decision to chase her down. Florida was a quick flight from Pennsylvania.

I finally caved and asked her where she was from.