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I was making my own name
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Now Reading: Midnight Rain (Those Who Wait #3)
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Ever since I picked it up, putting it down has been a challenge. I had no idea how much I missed Sutton and Charlotte (our protagonists).
Haley Cass can definitely write a full engaging environment for the characters and the reader. She just needs more pages.
"Because I was so deeply in love with you, I couldn't see straight anymore. I wasn't seeing anything correctly, not even my career. And that terrified me. So I ended it. And I was wrong."
No. The word was stuck in Sutton's throat, thick and croaky and intent, but she couldn't voice it. Even through - no. It wasn't true. Couldn't be true.
"Yes," Charlotte insisted, clearly not needing Sutton to speak her mind when she could ready her thoughts. "And I've hated myself for it so often over the years because you moved on, darling, but I never did."
Midnight Rain by Haley Cass
I never noticed how absolutely blazed Taylor Swift was in the Midnight Rain spotify background
midnight rain shower
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"I haven't been trying to date or find a partner for years, Regan, because every time I've had my heart broken, apparently there was nothing I could change. Both times, there was nothing I could do differently; there was nothing I could change about myself. Nothing I could work on. I give everything I am in a relationship; I treat my partner as best as I can, and yet it's not enough. I'm sick to death of being the perfect partner and still never being enough. And I can't do it again. I can't handle it. I can't.
Midnight Rain by Haley Cass
06/07/2026: "Midnight Rain"
My history with this song:
n/a the song is interesting but a little to vibes 'n' chill for my taste, I like the Eras staging though
Thoughts:
"Midnight Rain" is the sort-of-but-not-really title track of Midnights, capturing the album's concept the most precisely: Taylor spending a late night remembering a past love and contemplating the choices that have led her here.
The song picks up the idea of choosing a career in entertainment over love from "'tis the damn season" (and arguably "We Were Happy"), though it doesn't appear quite as regretful about the "road not taken". It also refers to a limiting hometown that requires escaping, like "You're On Your Own, Kid".
The production is trippy, the sonic essence of "deep portal, time travel" and the pitching on Taylor's voice both represents the "midnight" change she went through that means she can never go back (also see: "My friends from home don't know what to say" from the previous track) and the alternate life she is spending this evening imagining. It's one of my favourite parts of this album how precisely the production captures the lyrics.
I really like the strange simile "All of me changed like midnight" β the precise moment tomorrow becomes today, which also captures the memory vs. present contrast in the song. Similarly, the fact Taylor portrays herself as the double opposite of this sunshine-like boy: she is midnight and she is rain.
Favourite lyric: "My boy was a montage" in the context of Taylor's general montage writing style is one of the most romantic lines in her discography.
Favourite melodic line: "I broke his heart 'cause he was nice."
Favourite production element: all the synthy flares of the second verse
