I know exactly what you're thinking. 'She's a slut.' 'She's just trying to make a name for herself!' 'She's feeding off his fame to start her own.'
   WRONG!
   You would even know that it was wrong if you actually knew me. You'd know it was if you ever saw us together as well. Which I guarantee, isn't nearly often enough!
   Oh sure, he can fly me to where he is now and again… but I've got a life too, you know? But of course you wouldn't know that either. Because you don't give a damn about me as a person. To you, I'm just an obstacle, in your way to Taylor.
   See, to you I don't have classes or personal/family/friendship problems. I'm just some face you saw in a picture. And you're pissed off because it's me holding his hand and not you.
   You don't realize that my teacher's give me extra homework too, or that my boss gets on my case. You don't realize that I have to work to pay my own bills and try to stay in "Middle Class America." That I have to make sure my bank account is balanced, and hopefully not in the red.
   You call me a bitch and a whore to my face and behind my back. You throw things at my car, my house, and me. You threaten me!
   But you don't see that I spend more time having to defend my relationship more than I get to be in it! Because all you can see, is an obstacle between you and him.
   To you, I'm nothing but an obstacle.