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To the Swifties who found themselves somewhere between the bridge and the chorus and let that shape how they see love and life. Long Live.
One, two, three. In my mind, it’s all three versions of her. One hand squeeze for the little girl who would chat with me at midnight. She taught me that it’s the smallest moments that will stick with you. One for the girl who turned me down, who wasn’t ready for us. She taught me to be patient, that waiting for what I wanted would make it all the sweeter.

