We read to know we’re not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.
My life is in these books, he wants to tell her. Read these and know my heart.
We are not quite novels.
The analogy he is looking for is almost there.
We are not quite short stories. At this point, his life is seeming closest to that.
In the end, we are collected works."
Taylor walks on stage in for the iHeart radio festival in the Red finale outfit, the new single’s opening bars begin and the dancer rip off her outfit like the old YBWM and boom new era begins
It’s true that it was still your hand that I hold that moment. It’s true that it’s still you whom I being cheesy to. It’s true that the ‘I love You’s still goes to you. But I’m already letting go for a long time, and no one knows.
It’s true that you are whom people know. But this heart isn’t theirs. It’s mine. And it’s the best secret keeper, perhaps. And I’m the only one who know what I dreamed of every night. And it has become a headline for a long time, that I’m always good at pretending. And I’m already letting go for a long time, and no one knows.
Do you know who’s the man I sing in the night?
Do you know who’s the one I say goodnight?
That’s. Letting go, and no one knows