secrets and promises

As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late

summer makes me whimsical. it makes me want to wear cute skirts and daydream in a field of wildflowers. it makes me revisit my... rachelisms. the little things only certain people see. who REALLY see. the things where only i'm allowed to do them and get away with them. without seeming ridiculous.

sometimes secrets and promises never meant as much as they do when they're with that special someone. it's like you forget the realities and are naive to everything. deep down, you know better. but in those moments, you've found the in between.

there are no mistakes. sure, in the past things may have seemed that way. im not one to believe in fate, and bet on things in that sense. but looking at the big picture... it just seems like there was some sort of gravitational pull for the way things have intertwined.

sometimes, you feel like you're falling off the path of comfort and turn back to insecurities. i hope you miss me like i miss you. i hold on to things you have said to me in the past. things you probably don't even remember saying. but it's those moments that we connect on that level, that make everything ok again. no matter what, there's that connection. these unspoken words and securities from me to you are what gets me by during the hard times. even you you'll never understand, or be where i am in this. i like to think you are.

so when i skip around the vacant fields with colorful wildflowers, that's what i will be daydreaming about.