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Jul 2015
'Tu me manques'.
I miss you.

Or literally
'You are missing to me'.
I like that.
I like that it seems
as if
this person is so necessary,
so important,
so absolutely integral to my life that
they are 'missing' from me.
Missing.
Like a limb or my skin or my thoughts,
things I can't live without.

'Tu me manques'.
My love for the French language knows no bounds. Also, this was originally a diary entry.
Vamika Sinha
Written by
Vamika Sinha  Botswana
(Botswana)   
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