YOU CAN HEAR IT IN THE SILENCE silence SILENCE silence YOUUUUU YOU CAN FEEL IT ON THE WAY HOME way home WAY HOME way home YOUUUU YOU CAN SEE IT WITH THE LIGHTS OUT lights out LIGHTS OUT lights out YOU ARE IN LOVEEEEE
Thinking about 33 year old Taylor releasing “You’re Losing Me” where she begs her partner to do something, say something, lose something, risk something, choose something like she’s BEGGING for a crumb to know he still sees her and loves her.
And then a few months later she releases “Foolish One” from the vault where 19 year old Taylor begs for a love confession from a guy who gives her tiny crumbs. BUT she ends the song still slightly hopeful that “the day is gonna come for your confessions of love. When all is said and done, he just wasn't the one.”
However, 14 years later we know she just recently had to try and beg a man to give her the bare minimum and he wouldn’t.
Sometimes, a fic doesn't have to get published, it can just be a series of messages on a Discord channel, between a dedicated group of friends going "oooh, you know what else would be cool?" continuously over a period of weeks and months :)
i like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings -> she would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked in the head -> i wouldn’t marry me either