Taylor Swift, Let's Write a Song?
Channel: Ricky Tsang
Date: 2015-01-14

Dear @taylorswift13,

 You don’t know me, and well, to be perfectly honest, I don’t know you either!  I’m only familiar with your tantalizing music that strokes every corner of my imagination.  There are times when I wonder how you compose so many eloquent lyrics and tunes.  You paint dreams for lonely hearts from across the globe and craft enchanting new realms where fairytales come true.  Your way is not a sensationalized Hollywood romantic comedy, but to encourage a realistic sense of hope.

 While menacing looks are upon you with envy, you swirl and twirl ever so swiftly without a care in the world, your delightful dances in song.  I so admire the tenacity you convey, despite ongoing rumours of your love life that was never their business in the first place.  I love how you Shake It Off.

 As for me, as far as my story goes, our hopeless prologues are vastly dissimilar yet similar all the same.  Though my wedding has been in the works since I was six years old, circumstances were never in my favour when it came to romance.  I suppose having wheels for legs still catches people off guard.  I’m fortunate to have caught a small glimpse of what love means, but I simply focus on the activities I enjoy, like attending a Taylor Swift concert in 2013!

 Oh, it was an experience, seeing you live in utter radiance.  I had the time of my life, which was the complete opposite for my parents.  They were going deaf and discussing about the red soldiers of communist China, while mother continued rolling her eyes at Ed Sheeran for his Freudian “slip” during the pre-show.  Your graceful waltzes to the perfection of melody enticed my mind to discover freedom once more.

 This journey of living with a scary, scary illness is quite the solitaire.  Have you heard of Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy?  You see I’ve never wished upon a star before.  In fact, I never had that desire because I always wanted to wish upon someone’s heart, but your Last Kiss was definitely my first.  It was so Sad Beautiful Tragic.

 And just so you know, I got into a fight with a Chinese vegetable in your honour.  It was at a friend’s wedding banquet that I chewed and chewed and was tempted to raise the white flag.  When Love Story started blasting, however, I knew I had to be your Romeo and kill that green monster…

 But alas, darling, we cannot be, for I’d ruin most of your songs by being the best boyfriend ever!  If we were to break up, it’ll be Better than Revenge as I get to Begin Again with you.  When you think, We are Never Ever Getting Back Together, I’ll simply Speak Now and say, “You Belong with Me” and Stay Stay Stay.

 Of course, I doubt this letter will find you, but wanted to say hi anyway.  This is just my way of lying next to you beneath the popcorn ceiling skies and making fun of that light fixture resembling a boob together.  I think talking with you would be like, awesome!

 Your heart keeps getting broken, and mine, I’m actually looking for a broken heart as that would mean I was finally loved for real.  It seems the only girls who can love me are the ones who won’t, while the girls who recognize why I can’t be loved are the only ones to understand.  Your compositions are adorkable.

 This is the first thirteen of 2015.  Happy New Year, Tay.

Troublesomely yours,
Ricky