In Response to You
Originally posted on April 2nd 2022

Like a million others (maybe thousands, I don’t keep score) have done and will do, you followed me on Instagram. But for the first time I sat and thought to myself, “why not dm her and tell her what you think about her from what she posts, she’s clearly not the regular”. I’m only afraid it would spark some interest in you about me which may or may not be my intention. But here goes;
Hi, nice to meet you, you’re weird. But don’t take that as a compliment just yet. Your username stands out and has me thinking what you were thinking when you got it. Now I sit and wait for the punch flying across the room like an angry bird shot from an overpowered slingshot in response to the said “compliment”. Or maybe you’d laugh it off, indulge me in my ignorance and tell me a story that has me thinking for the rest of the day. The possibilities are infinite.
Your posts are a mix of everything I enjoy and I dare say, love, which is odd considering it’s not my page I’m looking at. Probably speaks volumes of my narcissism and being a self-absorbed person than it speaks of you who’s never known or acknowledged my existence till now.
You’re a model, or at least you pretend to be, as you get all the right angles in every shot. Or maybe a photographer with the minimal edits giving maximum natural aesthetics. Your pictures are jars, of inappropriate, unconventional and ethereal beauty with heavy sediments of emotion down below that cloud the whole jar when shaken, emotions that I find myself getting intoxicated by as though they were originally mine. Now I call that sorcery, for lack of a better word.
You create playlists in your spare time. Your taste in music is different, like a foreign food I’m being forced to try by a friend and the taste really can’t be placed but it’s something I’ll definitely keep going back to because it leaves a lasting impression, a new feeling and I’m already addicted.
The best part, you write, or you read poetry. Your captions speak volumes about what goes on in your head or at least your experiences. You may not have travelled the world, but you’ve seen a lot. I can tell from those eyes. Or maybe I’m wrong and it’s all potential. But the glimmer in your eyes cannot be denied, even if you tried.
So Hi, I’m Gerald and all I can say to start this conversation is that.

