I wear a dirty white socks
I spend the whole day with them...
And I have a ripped
Spoge Bob Patrick's shirt
and a dirty underwear
in a bag beside my bed...
I don't mind I smelling them...
I think of you and your duck faces,
I smile and my heart cries a bit
but I'm ok...
I feel so happy inside in some way...
And It's worth
all the hours I need to wait...
I'm learning better your language now
in a double sense,
Sometimes we e laught a lot
at my mistakes
when my words can not be the best
but my eyes can say!
You tell me to "use words"
but most of the time
there's no words really
As well no language to translate them...
I can just feel...
And I think you know this...
It's fun and very funny
the way we communicate
We can understand each other needs...
Listening "I love you"
makes more sense now,
and I had never imagined that
love could be silly as we are...
And it can be found
in the very simple things...
I know I sound too ambitious sometimes
and I talk a lot about finance...
Although..
the thing I'd like to buy
isn't saleable..
I've a strategy in my mind...
We make a team
build faster our material dreams
and we wouldn't need to be
"time slaves" anymore...
You can't order freedom and time anywhere,
but if we work hard together
we could win it as prise
we could travel the world
watch silly videos,
you could play video games
The whole night or chess
If we think we like a big family
If and I'm able to do so...
We'd make many kids lol
- in a double sense!
And I wouldn' be here now
Smelling this stink underwear...
I'd be rather be there
Doing some laundry
And preparing our breakfast...
Just because I like doing it!
And I love who I'm
when I'm with you...
Yours
Gaby
