Taylor's Belongings

                                    

                                          
A/N: they aren't famous in this, just slightly known for dating Taylor
John's POV
I was deepcleaning my shrine when I came across something I had lost to time years ago, my ex-girlfriend's (who was "scarily younger" than me) girlhood. It brought back memories of how she wrote a poorly written song about how I was apparently a bad grandpa- I mean boyfriend. I decided since she wrote yet another song about me 12 years after this happened, something about wanting it back, like she did with that guy who played Mystery or something like that in Spider-Man with her scarf. 
Just thinking about the guy made me think of how similar she seems to think of us, dating people "considerably very younger" than ourselves, and how we apparently treated her really badly. I decided to search up the cast list for Spider-Man, because I didn't want Taylor coming up on anything else because of the search. I think his name is Jake Gillenhall or something. He actually pretty cute.. Whatever.
I grabbed the "stolen" girlhood out of my drawer and put it in a bag, and set out on my way to what I think is Taylor's house. 
Jake's POV
I was walking around New York, listening to random music (definitely not songs from my ex's re-recorded album) when I realised that the scarf that I was wearing was from my sister's house, weird because my sister despises scarfs. Until one song came on. I knew it was about me, because I was on the T-Ball team, and my mother did tell her stories about it. It was her scarf I was wearing. 
I wish I was a better man. We might still have been inlove if I was a better man. I was a bad boyfriend. I can't deny that Taylor did get it right on that. She also got it right that it was harder to forget her then leave her. I thought I lost feelings, but I guess I just wished to, she was ten years younger then me. 
I didn't want to be like that singer she dated before me, not that Jonas Brothers guy, the one after him, the guy when she named him in the song. He was an absolute dick. He stole stuff from her, like she said in that song on her new album. Disregarded how she felt, treated her like she'd always be around, pushed her love away like it was some type of loaded gun. 
I think today should be the day I let go of Taylor, for good. Yes, when we broke up for good I said I already had, when I turned my words careless, but they still felt sweet while I was trying to push her away. But I kept her scarf when I sent her back everything else, and she walked home alone. I need to let go of this. It's been ten years. She has still been spinning around in my head like the plane that took me. So I remove the scarf from around my neck, and turn to where I think Taylor's apartment is. I'm not hoping to see her, if she isn't there I can just put it through the mail. It would be nice to talk about it, that's been long overdue.