The Anticipation of Meeting Her

September 11

In the age of social media, connections often begin with a message, a shared laugh, or a late-night conversation. For me, it started with her this girl whose energy and charm slipped through every word she typed.

Over the past days, our chats had grown deeper, and last night she sent me photos that made my heart race. It wasn’t only about her beauty; it was the feeling behind them the way she trusted me enough to share that part of herself. I couldn’t resist looking at them again and again, and soon I realized sleep was a lost cause. I was too restless, too drawn to her presence that lingered in my mind.

Now, standing on the edge of finally meeting her in person, the excitement is electric. There is nervousness, yes, but it’s the kind that comes with possibility. My imagination runs wild: what will it feel like when our eyes meet, when conversation moves from screen to reality, when laughter becomes shared in the same air?

This anticipation is a reminder of something powerful that even in a world filled with endless scrolling and fleeting connections, genuine sparks still exist. And when they do, they can make us feel alive, hopeful, and yes even a little restless.