Hey guys, so I've had this idea for a while now but wasn't sure how the fans would respond. So here I am being brave and posting it.

This is going to be a collection of ALL of Taylor Swift's songs, including unreleased and other rare/special tracks.

The songs however have been my inspiration for the short stories inside.

The collection is based on my favorite TV couple of all time. Sonny Corinthos and Olivia Falconeri from the soap opera General Hospital. If you do not know Solivia you can still read this collection of stories because they are all pretty much based off of Taylors songs.

The lyrics and song writing belong to Taylor Swift NOT ME so this is not copying her I am just using her as an inspiration.

I am very excited to be starting this. I think these should be up frequently because they are short and easy to write unlike long chapters for my other stories. I need something fun and easy.

If there is a particular Taylor song you would like me to write a Solivia fic for please let me know, otherwise I will just go in order.

Thank you and I really hope you guys enjoy this.

-KSuzMil

Tim McGraw

He said the way my eyes shined put those stars to shame that night. I knew he was lying just telling me some cheesy pick up line to get my attention. We were so young a foolish back the; laying there in the bed of his old truck. I loved him then I really did, but did he love me? An old country song came through the speakers of the radio in the truck. "Dance with me Olivia" Sonny said standing up. I took his hand and he oulled me up close to him. He swayed me around the back of the truck as the song played. The moon shined bright on the lake a few feet away. It was near midnight and I should've been home hours ago but I didn't want to. "You're so beautiful Olivia Falconeri" he whispered in my ear. "Sonny" I breathed my heart pounding. Then, he kissed me, slow and passionate as always.

Now years later I sit here listening to that same song on the radio in my car as I drop my son off at school. I tell him to have a good day and behave himself as he disappears into the building. I pull out of the parking lot changing the station; it is too painful for me to be reminded of that man. The man who gave me that little black dress and who would let me lay my head on his chest for hours. I think of Sonny Corinthos often, but does he think of me? I wonder as I keep driving and make a few unexpected turns. I pull into a parking lot of an old country store I used to work at part time during the summer. I sit there for a little while and tehn pull out a pen and some notebook paper and get out of the car. I place the items in my purse as I begin to walk. I end up at that same spot, near that same lake the one he took me too. I sit down beside a tree and begin to write.

Dear Sonny,

When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favorite song. Someday you'll turn your radio on; I hope it takes you back to that place. When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress. Think of my head on your chest and my old faded blue jeans. When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me.

Olivia

I pack up my things and begin to walk again. This time I know right where I'm going as I come to a very familiar street. One I hadn't been on in many years. I take a deep breath and start up the steps to the tiny brick house I knew well. I write his name on the envelope and gently place the letter inside with a picture of us from that night. I seal it then lay it in front of the door. I ring the bell then make a run for the trees. I stand and watch as the door opens and he steps out. He looks around the sees the letter and takes it inside.

THE END