Young Writers Society

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Those Times

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A Songfic

Song: ‘Crazier’ by Taylor Swift

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Do you remember, my love?

‘Cause I do.

[Intro plays]

We first met at the meadow, and we were so young back then. We still are though. We looked at each other so intimately. You were lively like always.

I could still remember how we laughed after we tried to speak in Archaic English when we just met. “I’m Haniel,” I said as I reached out my hand. And so you shook it and said, “I’m Elina.”
For me, that was the official beginning of our friendship.

[First Verse]

“I’ve never gone with the wind
Just let it flow”

We walked away from meadow as we chatted, feeling the wind as it glided so freely right past us, watching the sunlight glimmer through the leaves of the tall trees.

“Let it take me where it wants to go
Till you opened the door
There’s so much more
I’ve never seen it before”

Finally, you said ‘Adieu’, and I shyly waved back. Back then, I was so eager to meet you again, to talk with you again, but we both know that that farewell was just the beginning of our story.

“I was trying to fly
But I couldn’t find wings
But you came along
And you changed everything”

I could never forget how sweet your voice rang in my ear, and how soft your hand felt when we shook hands. It seemed like there was no way I would get tired of them in the years that followed.

Hey, remember our first birthday celebration together?

A year had passed and we had already become best friends.

You played Canon in D on the piano for me – in my house connected to my father’s stables which wood was dark brown like my hair. Then I gave you a ride on my white horse, Shard, to your mansion, where I played the same piece on the violin for you – a place filled with red carpets and chandeliers as bright as your blonde hair. I remember how my nerves had frozen up to my spine when I was there. Everyone was looking at me. And I wasn’t even well-dressed!

But the people, those rich and fancy crowds, seemed to be content with what I did. For a moment there, I thought your father was mad at me, but he and your mother welcomed me as your friend in the end.

[Chorus]

“You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier
Crazier”

It was like there was nothing to worry at all, the way you acted when your father came up to the stage and asked you about me. You were still smiling and giggly. There was nothing but the sound of your voice that broke that cold feeling of tension inside me.

“Feels like I’m fallin’ and I
am lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier
Crazier”

Remember when you ‘dragged’ me to your mansion to play the violin again?

I was playing a happy melody for the horses in the grassy field and you suddenly came. The day was fine like the cheerful mood that you always brought along with you, and I simply couldn’t refuse. It had been a year since my ‘fortunate’ performance in that mansion last year. Couldn’t you tell how nervous I got all those times I performed, Elina?

[Second Verse]

“I watched from a distance as you
made life your own
Every sky was your own kind of blue
And I wanted to know
how that would feel
And you made it so real”

I remember watching you as you played Clair de Lune so beautifully onstage, how gracefully you lifted me and your audience into the sweet breeze of musical notes you were producing. You were so mesmerizing to watch and to listen to, almost made me forget that I was going to perform next.

“You showed me something
that I couldn’t see
You opened my eyes and you
made me believe”

It was, in a way, frustrating that I did everything you asked of me. I just felt impelled every time. You…You were, and still are, special to me.

The moment I got onstage, I felt so tensed, like the last time I was there performing. It made me a little relieved that I was able to dress properly that time, wearing coat and tie. All of a sudden, almost all of the people started to move, making circular formations in pairs. I wasn’t expecting that they would dance while I played. Then, amidst the massive number of circular formations, I noticed you, dancing with a guy who looked better and was more poised than I was. I felt bad. It felt like I shrank into a tiny little elf, and everyone else, especially you and your dancing partner had grown into giants who ignored someone as small as I was.

I thought that I didn’t deserve to be with you.

[Chorus]

“You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier
Crazier”

After the performance, everybody had gone back to chatting, in their own elegant ways, and my mind was lost into my self-belittling thoughts. I couldn’t have thought that I would get affected that much. But I had got to admit to myself, I was jealous and insecure and, did you know what actually broke my heart, what made it shatter into pieces? It was the news that I heard through the other side of that door – You were going to get married to that guy you danced with when you turn sixteen.

“Feels like I’m fallin’ and I
am lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier
Crazier, oh”

But I had to move on…and remain your friend for you did not even know how I felt for you.

So I’m going to ask you this – Remember when I finally confessed that I loved you?

I was already sixteen and you were fifteen. A year seemed to have ticked like a second. And I feared that these ticks would be the sound of your footsteps fading away. I can still remember the way you said ‘No’ when I suggested that we should escape, how worried you were at the possibility that your father will have me—no—us killed…and how astonished I was when you said that. I simply could not believe it. What was so important about that betrothal? But I’m afraid the answer remained hidden.

I will never forget our tears…and how they flowed down from our eyes.

[Bridge]

“Baby, you showed me what living is for
I don’t wanna hide anymore”

Remember…when you finally left?

I was watching your mansion from the roof that morning, and you were stuck in my mind, thinking what I could do when time ran faster, when my heart beat louder. To see you go was like holding something so tightly until it would break. Letting you go would hardly be an option I would ever consider. I just couldn’t let you go.

Finally, you and your family went outside the house and took a carriage towards nowhere. Seeing this, I quickly slid down the roof and rushed after you on my white horse. Remember, Elina, when you saw me from behind and ordered the carriage to stop. Your father pulled you back and held you so firmly. But I wanted to touch you one last one time before you go. One of the two armed men who went down the carriage with your father shot me on his command. Then, I fell on the ground, dying…losing every hope that we would be together again. Things happened so fast.

You then came to me and asked for you to be shot too. I was devastated. I was already dying, and you would die too!? No! It couldn’t be happening. There was another gunshot and, the next thing I knew was you had already fallen on the ground in front of me. “Why!?” I asked you, and you said to me, “It will not be worth living without you.”

[Chorus]

“You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier
Crazier”

You said “I love you” and so did I. Then…we tried to kiss, our first and last, but it was already too late. All that was left was an inch between our lips. Darkness had already arrived.

Let me ask one more thing from you.

“Feels like I’m fallin’ and I
am lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier
Crazier
Crazier”

Please, don’t forget…those times when we were together.