I loved you in every language

I’ve always been so fascinated by how much love humans can have for one another. How beautifully people say that they miss someone. How intoxicating it is to look at someone and want them to be yours.

We all say we miss someone else. We all say we love someone else. The French say “Tu me manques” which means you’re missing from me. And I can feel your absence like a whole in my side. The Spanish say “Me haces falta” which means I feel the lack of you. And I feel like that could be a nice way of saying I feel empty when you’re not here.

And the English say “I miss you”. Like you’re a train and I’m running late. I almost catch you. Almost. But not quite. I miss you. Like you’re the bin I’m trying to throw paper in. I almost get it in. Almost. But not quite. I miss you. Like you’re the pretty building we will be driving past any second. I blink and completely miss it. I almost see you. Almost. but not quite. I miss you.

Like you’re you. And I’m me. I almost ask you to stay. Almost. But not quite. You’re gone. And I miss you.

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