I only have English, and it serves me to repeat the same phrase, like a mantra: I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.
Alone, 'miss' means little. Those three words together are more poignant.
I yearn, I ache, I long.
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.
Perhaps it's why we have imagery.
I miss you like the empty sky longs for clouds.
I wish I could speak more than English.
You do. There's so much conveyed in that comment that transcends language. It's certainly not nothing to continue to take yourself to these raw places, to miss and love and look at it the way you do. A big hug, my dear <3