End Game - Taylor Swift

I can fix Her ( No really I can)

I wrote this last night cause I couldn't sleep and got the idea 💡

Sorry abt this chapter
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...TW

Life without Alex felt empty, colorless. Every morning I woke up alone, the other side of the bed cold. No one was there to greet me with a sleepy smile, no one to brush my hair out of my face and tell me good morning.

I missed the warmth of her presence, the comfort of knowing she was there, by my side. But she wasn't.

Every day was a struggle. I forced myself to get up, to shower, to dress, to eat. But everything felt flat, like I was just going through the motions. Without Alex, my life was lacking something vital, some essential spark.

Even simple tasks, like making a cup of coffee or choosing what to wear, reminded me of her, of how she used to help me make decisions, of how she used to make me laugh over silly things.

At night, lying in bed alone, I'd think about her. I'd close my eyes and imagine her face, her voice, the way she'd tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. The memories were bittersweet, a mix of happiness and pain.

I missed her. I missed her like a part of myself was missing. But I couldn't see her, not now. Not when I was the reason for her pain.

I found myself reaching for my phone more often than not, pulling up old photos or videos of me and Alex.
In the videos, we looked so happy, so in love. We were laughing, holding hands, joking around. We looked effortless, perfect together.

Each video was a stark reminder of what I'd lost, what I'd destroyed with my selfishness. The sight of us together made my chest ache, my heart yearning for her in ways I couldn't articulate.

Video One:

Alex [laughing]: "Babe, seriously, you need to stop eating all the chips."

Taylor : "But they're so good!"

Alex : "You always do this. You say 'I don't want any,' then you end up eating half the bowl."

Taylor : "What can I say? I have a talent for chip-stealing."

Video Two:

Alex [holding the camera, her voice serious]: "Okay, Tay, tell the camera your new year's resolutions."

Taylor [laughing, covering her face]: "Oh gosh, you're filming? I'm not prepared for this."

Alex [smiling, still filming]: "Come on, don't be shy."

Taylor [sighing, lowering her hands]: "Alright, fine. But only if you promise not to laugh."

Alex [mock serious]: "No promises. Okay, go ahead."

Taylor [laughing a little nervously]: "Okay, okay. Well, first, I resolve to eat less junk food."

Alex [laughing]: "Oh yeah? And how long do you think that's gonna last?"

Taylor [rolling her eyes]: "Hey, I'm trying! It's a New Year's resolution. I'm supposed to change, aren't I?"

Alex [nodding, still filming]: "Yeah, suppose so. What's the next one?"

Taylor [thinking for a moment, then grinning]: "I resolve to learn a new language."

Alex [surprised]: "Really? That's ambitious. What language?"

Taylor [shrugging]: "I don't know. Spanish, maybe. Or French. Or maybe something more exotic, like Japanese."

Alex [laughing]: "Japanese? Good luck. That's gonna be a tough one."