you are taylor’s daughter. you are fourteen years old. she loves you more than anything, she doesn’t want you to grow up, she still remembers when you were a little baby, your little hand wrapped around her finger and how everything was funny to you. since you are fourteen there’s so many things you can’t do and you can’t wait to move out and do whatever you want. you are in your bedroom, in your pjs, getting ready for school. you don’t realize it yet but when you grow up you are going to miss this, the sound of your mom getting home, not having responsibilities, everything you have someday is gonna be gone