Lesbianheartbreak Stories

Sometimes, it's just not enough.

a collection of poems, written in the tongues of both my heart and my homeland, whispers woven for the women who have shaped me, scarred me, loved me, and left me softer or sharper. These verses are fragments of the people I've held close, stitched together over time. I offer them to you now, in hopes that you might find pieces of yourself between the lines 𖹭

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A one-day poem.

They weren't for each other, not now, not in this lifetime. Changing that wouldn't be easy, but I guess you miss every chance you don't take, right?

Kyla and Nevaeh used to be in love but that was a lifetime ago. They both moved on... but did they?