One rainy Tuesday morning, I was on Instagram as usual, I came across a picture and immediately that picture stole my sight, he was pretty because cuteness won't classify his appearance, seeing that, I liked just that one picture and scrolled further, Thinking of his face I thought to myself ''I've been lonely for a while, I miss the whole '' I love you and random calls.'' I laughed at my silly thoughts, remembering the heart break I was currently going through and I started listening to sad songs to sleep off.
Suddenly I started getting notifications on my phone, disturbing my song, I decided to check who was sending so much messages, opening my phone, it was Instagram notifications, that same guy that i have admiring was liking all my pictures, it's not like other guys don't like all my pictures, oo!, don't get me wrong but I don't know why his own caught my attention, I quickly opened his page to see what more he's got, more of his look and ''my God’’, he is extraordinary, his look was aching, I couldn't help as i stared and lost balance, his name alone was heavenly ''Panams.'' I don't even know what that name means, that was the first time of hearing such name, very cute to pronounce. '' A cute name for a cute guy'' I mumble, with my eyes wide opened .
Omg! his looks can make a girl go gaga as he was making me to. His beards well shaved, his swag, his dentition and his smile all made me insane. I was already imagining my self with him, and i haven't seen him. '' could this be lust or infatuation or love'', i asked my self. I don't even know what I felt for him. Because of Panams, I became addicted to Instagram, over addicted to turn back. I was determined to get his attention and interest. '' I am charming and good looking, no guy would want to resist a damsel like me. My imagination went beyond something i can't comprehend.'' come back to reality, you are over reacting girl'' i said to myself. I took a deep breath and controlled the burning passion within me.
I just got out of a heart break, since then I've been scared to even fall in love or feel love again, I didn't want to do anything that will make me wet my pillow every night. Since I got heart broken, it's been hard to keep a nice conversation with a guy, I always push them off for no reason, I felt they were all the same and I'm not also ready to fall for their usual anthem again ''I'm not like other guys, I'm different.'' this is their anthem that every lady is tired of. As a result to keep myself busy, I got more addicted to Instagram, always uploading pictures and liking others pictures.
***my story continues***
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