Achillesmyheart
Taylor Swift, an international phenomenon, an exemplary artist, an excellent songwriter, perhaps the best of this generation. A person who can entrance anybody, who can induce so much profuse emotions in one with only the sheer power of her songs. But at the end of the day, she also, is only human, a human like any other, with insecurities, and secrets, and emotions, and pet peeves, but all this she has to conceal just to portray herself as the immaculate figure that the media wants, and it seems she excels as it. But all this at what cost?
Her own life is crumbling away, she is reeling under the pressure of society, and there seems to be nobody by her side, no shoulder she can lean on, no arm to cradle and comfort her, she fabricates the love of so many others.
But what will be the Love Story of the song's desolate writer?