Gives me the feeling I had when I was listening to R&B as a teenager, back in the nineteen nineties. A full fantasy, yearning of a necessary heartbreak that never existed. With an ex love made up in my lil boo boo heart. It just didn't work out, y'know?
Or maybe he was Cambodian and my first real boyfriend. Tough to remember as I am in my thirties now.
Oh, to mean this much to someone... he'd convince Alicia Keys to sing back up and Swizz Beatz to produce. I hear you Mateo and its so.