Chronicles of a Sleepy Lover

Attachment To Words

It was three am again.
It was sweeter than ever.
Dinah hadnt felt this giddy in a while, and it was all because of a few words.

A few words that mean alot to her, from a person who means alot to her.

Dinah reread every little paragraph again. It was a descriptiom of herself from the other girl. It made her happy, knowing that they thought so highly of each other. It was somewhat mutual, this relationship. Dinah wished it was a full on relationship. But she knew it was dangerous to let the hopeful and wishful part of her think. She was somewhat content with their current status anyway. She was glad just being friends with her.

Maybe it was unhealthy being so attached to someones words. Maybe she should stop limiting her romantic life to only a few paragraphs and heartfelt goodbyes every night at three am by her closest, and only 'friend' .

Again, Dinah brushed it off knowing she was only overthinking. A romantic isn't an romantic without overthinking, she thought in her defense. Then again, knowing herself, she would create a whole romantic scenario on how her unrequited love would somehow become true once summer ended and it wouldn't only be an emotional fling. of course, that was her hopeful and wishful part thinking again.

She heard her phone vibrate for what seemed like the thousandth time tonight, but for once she loved it.
While reading over the text on her screen she couldn't help but feel herself emotionally fall.

Because goddam if it weren't for those amazing words she got every night at three am she wouldn't feel a thing.

Dinah couldn't help but thing she was going crazy again. They were only words. Kind words frankly, but still they were only words.

Who in their right mind would get attached to words?

Dinah mentally slapped herself, she knew damn well shes the type to do just exactly that.

So she took the few minutes it took the other girl to reply to write down a small poem on her journal.

Just as she finished, she heard her phone vibrate.

Dinah smiled as she looked down on her newly written poem and shut her journal closed. She crawled her way back to where her pillow was, and got comfortable to read the new message. To no surprise it made Dinah smile widely.

You're honestly so amazing. Ive never met someone who doesn't judge me and actually knows me as who I am.  Im glad we met each other, and I don't know where I would be without you.

Dinah didn't care that it was almost five in the morning. Because she meant a lot to a person, and she knew that person meant to her.

It was definitely  a mutual relationship.

Dinah admitted to herself that this predicament was yet again, not normal. She didn't mind it. She knew everything she thought about during the summer was practically not normal.

She knew she was as different as people come.

She stared at yet another new message, and again, smiled. It was nothing new. Her smiling at these heartfelt words was never new. Especially since she grew to love how the other girl explained certain things. How she talked about past occurrences and past thoughts. And how she always cursed how bad life was portrayed. How she talked so passionately about the things she loved. How she shared music, quotes, and poetry.

Dinah wasn't sure how shed survive.

She was sure in the end she wouldn't survive.

Dinah refused to let this relationship shatter.

Dinah reread a new message from the other girl.

She doesn't know how these types of things happen.

She thought this only happened to hopeless people.

But, she was certain.

She definitely was getting attached to every single word that Normani Kordei was telling her at three in the morning.