Dear Taylor:
Would you like some coffee?
Of course, you would. Otherwise, a song named “Begin Again” wouldn’t exist.
That’s how Swifties started to like going in a café… and yes, it’s on a Wednesday.
But I wrote this letter not because I want to invite you for a coffee.
I’m not Joe and we’re in our “Quarantine Season 3”.
I did this because once, I was in a Venice-like place and I was listening to “Begin Again”, one of my favourite, as my officemate had said, a superior Taylor Swift the rack.
Then, I got into this café, it’s not really a café but it looks like a café with tables and chairs beside the man-made river.
Your track went passed by the lyric, “For the first time, what’s past is past”.
In that moment, I imagined a man seated on one of the chairs by the river.
He was alone but it seems like he was talking to someone else only he could see.
He seemed firm, arrogant but lonely. He was crying.
I didn’t know exactly why he was crying but it felt like he had lost someone very important to him.
And so, I dug deeper into his story while your song plays in my mind.
I went back to the café for a couple of times because I wanted to find out why this man keeps on coming back again and again to that place.
That’s when I learned that this man lost the only person who made had made him special.
His mom.
Maybe that’s the reason why I got attached to him and into your song further.
The song gives me flashes of all the important things that keep me moving forward. Things that makes me special. Things I’m afraid to lose.
My mom.
I know you love your mom too. I guess most of us are and we’re afraid to lose them.
But that’s why there’s a song named “Begin Again” at the end of Red, isn’t it?
To remind us that life isn’t just about heart breaks, burns and ends.
It’s about going in a café on a Wednesday… you know what’s coming next.
Thank you for your song and the inspiration.
God bless. Stay safe and stay healthy.
Regards,
CALT
@taylorswift
