Real Life Chic

I really should be asleep as I write this, but my brain won’t let me rest.  So, I’m up trying to decompress by listening to love songs.

I love love, so why not?

I’ve got Khalid’s “Better” on replay.  That song feels like a warm, lavender scented bath on a Saturday afternoon being spent indoors with a lover.

I’m on the other side, it’s alright, just hold me in the dark
No one’s got to know what we do, hit me up when you’re bored
‘Cause I live down the street, so we meet when you need it, it’s yours

…

You say we’re just friends but I swear when nobody’s around
You keep my hand around your neck, we connect, are you feeling it now?
I got so high the other night, I swear to God, I felt my feet leave the ground
Your back against the wall, this is all we’ve been talkin’ about

…

Nothin’ feels better than this (no, no, no)
Nothin’ feels better
Nothin’ feels better than this
Nothin’ feels better, no, no
We don’t got to hide
This is what you like, I admit
Nothin’ feels better than this

“Better” is “Secret Lovers” (Atlantic Star) meets “If I didn’t know Better” (Luther Vandross).  And nothing is more titillating than some down low loving, right?

It seems like he wants to make it official.  That’s not how secret relationships work, bruh.