Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.
You know what’s kind of beautiful?
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.
a simple poem
Early in the morning, in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf police man heard the noise,
he came and shot the two dead boys.
If you don’t believe it’s true,
go as the blind man, he saw it too.
—unknown
