I still look for her in him
like I didn't lose her,
like if I look hard enough
she will come back to me.
like if I find her
I'll have a story to talk about
in poems, and in my heart.
I convinced myself
that in this way it will find peace
but in these words
and in my stomach,
I still look for her in him.
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notes app of a teenage girl
PoetryI depend on words and commas: a sleepy french toast and my lover's perfect flaws. a collection of poems, songs, thoughts, stories, and made-up scenarios of an Italian queer teenage girl who finds comfort in writing. I apologize for any errors, engli...
