Missing

I missed home.

I missed my mum.

I missed my siblings.

I missed my mum’s cooking.

I missed climbing to my mum’s bed and cling to her like a baby.

I missed giggling with my nephews and nieces.

I missed our dances.

I missed my car.

I missed my room.

Til next time. Au revoir.

 

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