electric | christay

Sometimes, when alone at night, Taylor wondered to herself things she never dared speak aloud. What would have happened if she never met Chris? Would she still be in love with Tom? Would she have gone her whole life without experiencing the sheer intense, passionate love she could have only ever dreamed about? Would she have settled for something much less?
These thoughts were the only ones that distracted her from the constant pulsing of electricity coursing through her veins. The same kind she used to feel for Tom, only now charging at higher volts at the mention of Chris.
Out of the many things Taylor was sure about, the only one that mattered to her in this moment, and many more to come, was that this love was electric.