So maybe I'm breaking rules and habits and just making this all up as I go. But that's okay. I have a low gravitational pull, crooked smile and an alright taste in music. Maybe I meet some pretty low standard, but that's alright. This has got to count for something, right? I have to be doing something right, right? This can't be a complete waste, can it? I can't be a complete waste, can I?
I believe in you. I really do. And I care too much. I can't even try to pretend I don't. Sorry. And I can't help it. I can't figure anything out. Yes, I'm really sure. I miss you.
And maybe some things aren't what you think. Maybe nothing is what we think. Because I know you think you've got me all figured out, but I can't figure anything out.
Tomarrow I'm wearing my new dress. I don't care what anyone says. I need a day to feel on top of the world. I need to be on top of the world. I want to look down and know that this feeling is in the air. And maybe I want you there with me. Because I need my summer where no one can touch me. I know what I want and what I don't want. I'm not difficult. So, so what if I'm hopelessly hopeful? So what if I want to put it all on the line for the things that I know? I'm okay with it.
I believe in you.
^^Doesn't make much sense. My sincerest apologies.^^
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