You know what’s kind of beautiful?

timorleste:

In French, you don’t really say, “I miss you.”

You say, “Tu me manques,” which is closer to, “You are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb or an organ, or blood. I cannot function, without you.

You meet someone.
You two get close.
It’s all great for awhile.
Then someone stops trying.
Talk less. Awkward conversations.
The d r i f t i n g.
No communication whatsoever.
Memories start to fade.
That person you know
becomes the person you knew.
That’s how it usually goes, right?
…sad.