K, so...
I was just talking to someone about this a couple hours ago
And I was like, yo
Are the gyal dem actually in love?
Or am I just comfortable, you know?
Like I think about it from time to time and
Sometimes we can like something so much
That we think we love them
But in actuality we just really like it
We just like the way it makes us feel
And we like what it can do for us
But, that, that can't be love
What kinda love dat?
Imagine, if my reasons for loving you is based on what you can do for me
That ain't it chief, like, that's not love
I just like what you can do for me
And, and that, that makes me comfortable
So, am I actually in love?
Or am I just comfortable?