“Sometimes I always think of you”
Six months have gone away since you have left,
I miss your creating chaos,
your contagious confusion,
I miss even your long faces and bad mood,
your bizarre notions and your noise,
our car journey,
our afternoon together,
your sulking expression in front of a meal which was’t the expected one ….
…I ‘m missing everything about you; every single moment but I’m so proud of you, of how you are living your American experience , how you are getting stronger and stronger, so proud of your trace in someone else living and I’m starting my countdown dreaming of the day I’ll be hugging you untill your chaos will be finally back home.
Miss you baby.