Almost a month ago I began a post but I wasn’t able to finish it. I let it sit as a draft because it just never seemed relevant and I couldn’t finish what I wanted to say. After reading it again today I realized how perfect the post was as is…
I’m sitting in my bed with my elbows rested on my pillows listening to Frank Ocean’s “Thinking About You.” The song is absolutely ill. I mean, besides the fact it’s got some obscurely clever lyrics, the allure of it’s composition keeps you listening.
For some reason the song demands my attention in regards to relationships. It’s always an interesting feeling when you’ve got something good going on with a person. The intrigue is satisfying for the simple fact that there’s an understanding there. Yet, personally, the more I try to understand what is that we have going on, the more my feelings begin to linger.