The Awkwardest of Monkeys

That would be me. What do I even refer to her as? The girl I referred to myself as such to? I'm sure that would go well. I don't know, and it's making my throat tangle in a dumb knot. She's great, fantastic; and she was an utter fuckin blindside, but men find treasure in the strangest of places. But what have I found here? What have I done? What do I affix to her name? Not friend; that's too cruel, especially now to revert to such simple terms after making her care. I've started this, now I see it through. The monkey fears much, fleeing to treetop hideaways often; but I'm not a fuckin monkey. Like it or not, I'm man, and if I want to prove that, I will stand my ground and give a fuck, and take what happens next.