Untainted

Listening to Taylor Swift's 1989 album on Apple Music, "Out of the Woods". 

 3 months ago I listened to this song on the plane, on the way back. Crappy quality, but I enjoyed it. My world didn't come crashing down at the time. 

 It's only been 3 months, but so much has happened. It all happened so fast. 

 She said it's pure love, a feeling that wasn't shared by anyone else. This pure love.. it feels so good. But it also cuts slowly and deeply. 

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