There he was. I had never met him, but man did I think he was beautiful and when he sang it was like the voice of an angel. One day as I went to the grocery store with friends, I saw him running on the side of the road. Then to my surprise he ended up coming inside the same exact grocery store. I had never seen him so up close before. I was giving a creepy stare and indiscreetly following him around trying to make out if it was really him. It was. I think he noticed me, but he might’ve been scared. Haha. My roommate also thought he was cute, but she reported back to me that he was very much taken. I wasn’t really bothered by it because I never planned on talking to him. Several months pass and one day, Instagram suggested I follow him. It must’ve been all the mutual friends. I of course took the liberty of stalking every photo he ever posted all the way back to 2011. Sometimes when I do that amount of stalking, I get this strange feeling almost like the other person knows what I’ve done. The next day I go to a grocery and you’ll guess who I saw! It was him! And he was walking down my aisle! I think I dropped all my frozen food on the floor and things fell out of my purse. We made eye contact, but I broke it partly because he was just too beautiful and it was blinding me and partly because I thought, “OH MY GOSH! HE KNOWS WHAT I’VE DONE! HE KNOWS I’VE BEEN LOOKING AT HIS INSTAGRAM!” He definitely recognized me, though we still had never officially met. It was like my life was in slow motion. As he walked past, I made eye contact again and gave a guilty smile. He had been looking at me the whole time he walked down the aisle which made me even more uneasy. When we made eye contact the second time, he just smiled and said, “Hi.” I said hi back. Haha glad that’s over. Instagram is a trap. You can creep years into the past, next thing you know, you will have liked a stranger’s picture accidentally.