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The Epic Love of Tayye

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Taylor Swift was moaning. Moaning in ecstasy. Moaning out her lover’s name.

“Oh, Kanye. Oh, yes! Kanye. Kanye!”


Taylor Swift was crying. Crying as her love died.

“Kanye, I know tomorrow is supposed to be our big night, the night we tell the world about us. But… I can’t. I just can’t.”

“And why is that?” her lover asked flatly.

“You’re… you’re so much older than me. And y-you’re a rapper. And you - ”

“I’m black?” he interrupted.

“You don’t fit in with my public image,” she finished lamely.

She paused, searching for words.

“Just give me some time, Kanye. I just need more time. Please?”

She began sobbing as he walked away.


Taylor Swift was smiling. Smiling the fake smile of someone whose heart has been broken, but must carry on.

The award meant nothing to her. Nothing without her love. Why couldn’t she have been more brave?

Then he was there next to her. She froze, unable to react, as he took the microphone out of her hands and shouted at the crowd.

“Yo, Taylor. I’m really happy for you, I’ma let you finish, but Beyoncé had one of the best videos of all time! One of the best videos of all time!”

Beyoncé? Taylor swiftly looked over in her direction. She didn’t miss the glance that was traded between her lover and this other woman.

He’s already moved on.