Weird Little Love Story

There was once a lovely Peanut. She was the fairest Peanut in the Land, and coincidentally, she was the youngest ruling Peanut of her Kingdom. One day, a Monkey strolled into her Palace. 

-Oh! Hi, Monkey! Didn't see you there- She greeted the Monkey.

So the Monkey bent his knee and said -AAH OOH OH OH!- because Monkeys cannot speak english. But, the Peanut loved him anyway and they lived happily ever after.

THE END

Hahaha Remember this story, my one true Monkey Count? This is the story of how we met... If we consider the Train Yard a Palace and well... yeah. The rest of it is true, so...

I love all your stories and songs -I especially love your songs- they are food for my soul. I like to nurture my soul in case you want to feed from it from my nostrils. But, joking aside: I truly appreciate all the time you spend talking to me the way you do, being so warm and soft around me, so patient. I love your imagination. It's so ridiculous and that's why we do the matchy-match. I love your voice when it does the talking and singing tahms. Aww de tahm.

Before you I could only imagine how fulfillment would feel. Before you there was only expectations and empty plans. I never thought I could find someone who was that perfect amalgam my brain imagined, but life has mysterious ways, my Monkey. And the ways that life has to tell me I hit the jackpot is when a handsome man translates "AAH OOH OH!" into "I want bananas and if you don't give them to me now, I will throw poop at you". That was the sign I was waiting all along, I just didn't know until that moment.

Keep being the magic man you are, Cody. Keep being a poop-throwing Monkey. Stay by my side and NEVER stop singing, my love. For my days are forever brighter when your delightful voice is in them.

I love you, my one and only Monkey Count.

♡

Rough week

Monday 11th:

I MISS YOU

I MISS YOU 

I MISS YOU

...Did that work? Did my Monkey magically teleport? No? This is gonna be a very rough week

Tuesday 12th:

I always tell you how sleepy you sound when I call you in the mornings.

I love hearing from you very early in my day. Specially if you sound sleepy, although I hate waking you up, oh the conundrum 

I know I already told you all of this, but lately I've been needing that voice way more. I need it to start my day. I feel so empty, not ready and shaky without my Monkey sounds

Wednesday 13th:

Today was one of those weird days when the alarm actually woke me up. Do you know that feeling of not being up to the task of being a human? Want to do nothing forever? And then think is only Wednesday and hate your life? And feel lonely cause you woke up alone? No Monkey beside you to complain to and kiss? I feel like that. Like I'm just fooling myself and I should be with you and not here. I love you, I adore you and I will call you in just a few cause I fucking need you.

Thursday 14th:

Didn't rest at all and we were disconnected. I hate coming come late and not being able to hang out with you. We rarely do that anymore. We have terrible schedules. I'm not worried tho, cause when I visit we have a great tahm.

I don't want to wake you up calling you on Hangouts, leave you on for 20 min and then call you again on Whatsapp, so I'll call you when I'm ready. In the meantime I can only imagine you and your sleepy poses and sounds that I lobe.

Mm... I fucking hate hanging up. Is never enough. It's not fair waking you up, to start with. Even less, keep you awake for more than you already do, and yet I still want more Monkey every morning :(

Friday 15th:

I'm sorry I haven't been around during the afternoon. It feels weird, you know? Not having enough Monkey, that is. I don't like the feeling, it drags me away from you. BUT OI! Hearing your sleepy face takes me to incredible, sweet places. It's just so cute!

Every week is a rough week when I don't have my monkey next to me
I love you
♡