So Iāve been trying to figure this out for some time, and itās been an exhausting time. Iāve dreamt with stars in my eyes about meeting you, first when I was in second grade and saw you on the CMT Country Countdown in a high school science lab singing about the teardrops drew left on your guitar. I remember seeing you and thinkingĀ āthat girl is so cool,ā and from that moment on, I adored you. When I was in seventh grade, my mother got me concert tickets for the two of us to see you for the first time on the Speak Now tour. It was the best night of my life, and I remember being so in awe the entire show. In eighth grade, I got my heart ābroken,ā and I cried to the Speak Now Tour CD for days and days. And then when I was sixteen, and getting over my first real heartbreak, I was singing Shake It Off into my hairbrush and dancing around my room laughing. Iāll never forget when I first heard Clean, either. When my friend surprised me with tickets for the 1989 tour for us, I made sure I hadnāt listened to the album until the show, because I wanted to experience it in full, live. When I stood in the nosebleeds at Soldier Field and heard you talk about learning self love and patience, I sobbed. I sobbed the whole song. It still gives me chills like no other to this very day. And this past year, my sophomore year of college, I made a brand new friend because of you. We were in my film photography class and our professor told us to share a fun fact, and a boy goesĀ āI met @taylorswift on the 1989 Tour in Indianapolisā and I let out a noise that was hilarious, because meeting you is my dream. That day I knew I wanted to be friends with Sam, and to this day, weāre friends. Heās a gem, and Iām seeing him for the first time in a few months in September at the Indianapolis Reputation date.Ā
Iām still dreaming about meeting you, the thought crosses my mind at least once a day, if not more, and I would honestly do anything to meet you. I know this era, @taylornation has been busting ass to make sure tons of fans get a chance, and I know that going wild on twitter and tumblr is the best way to get noticed, but I just feel so tired and discouraged from that stuff, because I donāt really have time (literally, Iām going to school full time, I have four part time jobs, and Iām the editor for a magazine ((PPS, I get to shoot you in Detroit!! Getting that heart-stopping approval email from Tree made me cry over Spring Break, thanks!))). On top of that, sometimes when I have the free time Iām just so fucking exhausted mentally, or my anxiety gets the best of me, or I just donāt know what Iām doing, but the moral is, it makes me so frustrated feeling like because I donāt have aĀ āstan twitterā or whatever that Iāll never get to meet you. If thatās the way the cookie crumbles, so be it, but I was hoping this post might get lost in the great unknown and you might see it. If you do, Iāll be in section 112 at Lucas Oil on 9/15 with my twelve year old sister (who dies for your existence daily, LOL), and my best friend Anyssa (i donāt actually know where her seat is yet, she hasnāt grabbed her ticket), and we would love to spend the night of our lives fighting dragons with you, Taylor. I hope you see this, and I hope I get to meet you. Long live the walls weāve crashed through together from second grade till right now, I canāt wait for so many more.