Tuesday, 11 November 2014

11th of the 11th

I'm okay. I'm actually okay and I'm glad. I don't think that makes me not miss Nhandi but it makes me think that I'm managing how it makes me feel. 
I do. I miss her with an ache that never fully leaves. Two years and I'm still scrolling whatsapp to tell her stuff. But I'd rather celebrate her, our friendship, our stuff - than scream how much I miss her. 
And that's pretty apt on a day that's called rememberance day. Nhandi didn't give her life for her country, but she gave her life for her baby boy. 
Miss you my girl. Love you love 

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