It started this morning. I had to wake up early, since I had to be at the studio at 9 am, like me and the others decided. You, however were very reluctant to let me get out of bed. You mumbled sweet little things into my ear about how we could stay in bed all day, just you and me under the sheets. Although the thought was alluring, I really had to go to the studio. I mean, right now I’m doing the final touches on the recordings of my fourth solo album. I have a really good feeling about it, and I can’t wait to show it to the world, and to my fans.

I have quite a decent amount of songs about you on the album. I’ve decided to not show you all of the songs until they’re completely done. I want it to be perfect, especially after having worked on it for this long. Over 2 years actually…

I ended love on tour in July 2023. Before I went on tour, we checked off buying a new summer house in Italy, getting engaged and getting married. During the tour, you were by my side through it all. When I had to cancel some shows due to sickness, you were there to cheer me up because I felt so bad for my fans. When I wanted to bury myself after accidentally ripping my pants right in front of Jennifer Aniston. Or at the final show, when I dropped to my knees as the crowd applauded and cheered me on, and I looked at you, standing in the vip tent, knowing that it was over. That long but wonderful tour.

I have to admit, it was kinda exciting, being on tour, making out between soundchecks, quickies in the dressing room.. But nothing beats being alone with you in our home, having all the time in the world. To be honest, I think you’ve gotten a bit too used to me being home all the time during this two year break.. And that’s why you most of the time beg me to stay home instead of going to the studio.

With some promises about coming home early and bringing some flowers with me, I managed to get to the studio. And as usual, I sent a selfie to you during a quick lunch break. Well, something must’ve snapped for you, because I got a text saying ‘need you asap, omw’. And that’s pretty much when I realized that you must be in the mood today, perhaps because you’re ovulating. Look, I love you, and as we’ve been married for quite a while now, I know your cycle and how you function. I’m saying this with as much love as possible; you become a lovesick monster when you’re ovulating. No matter where, or when, you manage to get what you want to satisfy your needs. I can’t complain at all though, I love that freaky side of you.

So yeah, here we are. You just waltzed into the studio, with Jeff, Thomas and the rest. You had that look in your eyes, that I know oh so well. I can’t help but smirk when you, as polite as possibly, trying to hide your desperation, make your way over to me where I’m sitting on the couch.

“Hey, what are you doing here, love?” I look up at you through my eyelashes, waiting to hear your excuse. This is gonna be fun…