so I cannot for the life of me find the original post BUT IT SEEMS there is a Taylor themed ask game going on and who would I be if I didn't join in (OFF ANON THIS TIME like a trouper) with an ask that also has some caps in it and a declaration of love for no reason SO, I LOVE YOU CHUMMY and here are a loooooot of stars in a tiny emoji!!!!!! š
HELLO HELLO DARLING. Giving me a whole galaxy??? I see I see this is EXTRA EXTRA star lyrics game time. <3
I mean, I would be COMPLETELY remiss if I didnāt mention the fave:
Iāve watched from a distance as you made life your ownEvery sky was your own kind of blueAnd I wanted to know how that would feelAnd you made it so realYou showed me something that I couldnāt seeYou opened my eyesAnd you made me believe
Iāll always be a little bit in awe of this song, and how it so perfectly encapsulates the feeling of being absolutely changed by another person. We are habitual creatures, all of us, and love to stick onto all our old haunts, ghosts, and miseries- in truth, I donāt know how any of us would break out of our own heads, if we didnāt have other people to wake us up. I love this in younger Taylorās writing, how wide-open she is to other people and their hearts, how much sheās wanting to give and how much she wants to take into her heart and let it change her. She is always, somehow, entirely willing to look the truth in the eyes and accept it into her being; an unusually vulnerable act in a world where we should never be the first to call or the last to respond. But whoever Taylor is and whoever she becomes, she is always the person who shows up first, who loves first, who notices first. She is the careful one, but she also has this sheer abandon that comes from her fearless, seeker heart.Ā
I think the thing about people is that we like to hold on. None of us are very good at accepting things into our hearts, and when we do, we have no idea how to let them fade away again. We have difficulty with impermanence, and so being alone can often seem much simpler and better than choosing to open ourselves, to be loved by others and seen by them and changed by them. Itās hard to let go of our old miseries, our old lonelinesses, and yet when we do, it always is the most worth it.Ā
I mention this because this is always the most YOU thing to me, my dearest of Joās. You, maybe more than anyone Iāve ever met, have always been so willing to be changed, to accept someone else into your life and soul, and let them change you from the inside out. You are always the most perceptive, the most ready to love of anyone. Thereās a kind of generosity in that kind of person, in this soul who can fling out their arms to the world, and let it reach right into you for better or worse. You are always the one, looking and loving first, standing to the side learning to believe again. You are always holding out your hand- and when someone takes it, you have the courage to hold on and let them know that you want them to stay with you in the dark. You let yourself be changed, and you have the strength to meet that change right where it is, right in that moment.Ā
And it's not theirs to speculate if it's wrongAnd your hands are tough, but they are where mine belongAnd I'll fight their doubt and give you faithWith this song for you'Cause I love the gap between your teethAnd I love the riddles that you speakAnd any snide remarks from my father about your tattoosWill be ignored'Cause my heart is yours
.....and I mean just the entire song but Ours has always reminded me so much of you that itās hard for me to not cry when I hear it. Itās just the most peaceful, sunshine-y song in the world. It sits in almost the same corner of my heart that my faith does- somewhere calm, and growing, and full of that unspoken love that you feel sitting in an adoration chapel.Ā
Itās yours most because itās full of faith, itself- itās about someone like you, who believes through and through in the goodness and the darkness together, who believes in the heart of people, who knows that weāll be okay as long as weāre together. Itās the song of a best friend, of someone who looks at you and thinks, I wish I could carry this for them, a song for someone who meets you right where you are, whether youāre crying on your bedroom floor or dancing at your wedding or snapping in your kitchen, and loves you just the same as ever. The most gentle, patient, steadfast soul is written between the lines of this song- and itās just. YOU.Ā