By Taylor Swift

“There’s an old poem by Neruda that I’ve always been
captivated by, and one of the lines in it has stuck with
me ever since the fi rst time I read it. It says “love is so
short, forgetting is so long.” It’s a line I’ve related to in
my saddest moments, when I needed to know someone
else had felt that exact same way. And when we’re
trying to move on, the moments we always go back
to aren’t the mundane ones. They are the moments
you saw sparks that weren’t really there, felt stars
aligning without having any proof, saw your future
before it happened, and then saw it slip away without
any warning. These are moments of newfound hope,
extreme joy, intense passion, wishful thinking, and in
some cases, the unthinkable letdown. And in my mind,
every one of these memories looks the same to me. I see
all of these moments in bright, burning, red.
My experiences in love have taught me diffi cult lessons,
especially my experiences with crazy love. The red
relationships. The ones that went from zero to a hundred
miles per hour and then hit a wall and exploded. And
it was awful. And ridiculous. And desperate. And
thrilling. And when the dust settled, it was something
I’d never take back. because there is something to be
said for being young and needing someone so badly,
you jump in head fi rst without looking. And there’s
something to be learned from waiting all day for a train
that’s never coming. And there’s something to be proud
of about moving on and realizing that real love shines
golden like starlight, and doesn’t fade or spontaneously
combust. Maybe I’ll write a whole album about that
kind of love if I ever fi nd it. but this album is about the
other kinds of love that I’ve recently fallen in and out of.
Love that was treacherous, sad, beautiful, and tragic.
but most of all, this record is about love that was red.” – Taylor Swift <3

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