what a marvellous tune

‘and sometimes it gets me when crossing your jet stream, we both did the best we could do underneath the same moon in different galaxies’ is so fucking devastating bc not only does it allude to call it what you want, but also all of the references across her work implying that what they had was fate, sent to her by the universe, divine intervention. all the imagery of ‘starry eyes sparkling up my darkest night’ and ‘once upon a time the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned’ and ‘he’s passing by rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky’ come crashing down into the reality that they were always just outside of each other’s orbit

The “I could see you as my new addiction, you can see me as a secret mission” to “you kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath” to “why’d you whisper in the dark just to leave me in the night” to “at least I had the decency to keep my nights out of sight” to “I loved you in secret” to “I don’t want to keep secrets just to keep you” to “playing hide and seek and giving me your weekends” to “that's the thing about illicit affairs and clandestine meetings and stolen stares, they show their truth one single time but they lie, and they lie, and they lie a million little times” pipeline 🙃

thinking about 20 year old taylor writing “may these memories break our fall” right after wrapping up the fearless tour and 22 year old taylor writing “are we only biding time 'til I lose your attention?” right before wrapping up the speak now tour

thinking about how, by the time taylor was wrapping up the red tour, she had already finished 1989 and stopped writing. thinking about how, when she wrapped the 1989 tour, she had yet to start writing again, partially because she was convinced people were sick of her and she could never top 1989. thinking about how when taylor wrapped the reputation tour, she told a film crew that this is the last time people will let her have this level of success. thinking about how when loverfest was cancelled, taylor wrote a song about a mirrorball still spinning in a corner after everyone else had gone home.