Her and Hers — Girls’ Love Stories

    Love in its dimension is boundless, limited only by human language.

    I once considered love as a given reality. In my childhood, I understood it as lyrics in a song, scenes in a romantic movie, or a photograph on a wall.

    After I started thinking of love as something that could happen to me, it transformed into gestures, a touch, a combination of words that accelerated my heart. Suddenly, I discovered a sub-world where love could also mean confusion, the act of hiding who you are, and fear. It took me years to finally understand that love, even in different stages of our lives, should only mean one thing: The power to dream.

    We can imagine love in different forms, shapes, depth, even smell. It can be romantic, platonic, passionate, or calm as a lake. It all depends on how we dream about love—in the power of our imagination. By imagining, we manifest. By dreaming, we make it real.

    Her to Hers is a page where I will be publishing short stories and sharing my writing about Sapphic love stories: A place where woman loves woman, without boundaries.

    Short- Stories

    List of Short Stories

    Get a look at all of the short-stories I published (always updating)

    Titles

    1

    Belinda

    “I want to murder each and every poet and take their place in history. And every time I write about love, I’ll be writing about you.” – This Is How You Lose the Time War

    Her to Hers : Inspiration

    When I was thinking about writing and creating this space online, thoughts of how I dream of love flooded my mind. It is such a hard mission, to minimize such a timeless feeling into words. How to describe the powerful liberation that comes when a woman loves another woman? I am convinced that this is bigger than love, much more like a soul manifestation, a sample of the freedom that philosophers and mediums described as the universe.

    No one ever described the anguish of loving another woman better than Emily Dickenson. To inspire you to love with all your heart, I will share a letter she wrote to Susan Gilbert in 1852.

    11 June 1852

    I have but one thought, Susie, this afternoon of June, and that of you, and I have one prayer, only; dear Susie, that is for you. That you and I in hand as we e’en do in heart, might ramble away as children, among the woods and fields, and forget these many years, and these sorrowing cares, and each become a child again — I would it were so, Susie, and when I look around me and find myself alone, I sigh for you again; little sigh, and vain sigh, which will not bring you home.

    I need you more and more, and the great world grows wider, and dear ones fewer and fewer, every day that you stay away — I miss my biggest heart; my own goes wandering round, and calls for Susie — Friends are too dear to sunder, Oh they are far too few, and how soon they will go away where you and I cannot find them, dont let us forget these things, for their remembrance now will save us many an anguish when it is too late to love them! Susie, forgive me Darling, for every word I say — my heart is full of you, none other than you in my thoughts, yet when I seek to say to you something not for the world, words fail me. If you were here — and Oh that you were, my Susie, we need not talk at all, our eyes would whisper for us, and your hand fast in mine, we would not ask for language (…)

    (…) I shall grow more and more impatient until that dear day comes, for till now, I have only mourned for you; now I begin to hope for you. (…)

    Emilie —

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    About the author

    Kasia Amaral

    I am a historian and a passionate dreamer, born and raised in Rio de Janeiro before becoming a US citizen in 2024. Although my academic background includes a PhD in the History of Medicine, my heart is dedicated to exploring the more ancient magic of the world. As a lesbian woman, I believe deeply in reincarnation and the power of magical love stories.

    I find comfort and guidance in the knowledge that a great universal consciousness exists, upon which I rely when my heart breaks. While nature is essential to grounding my spirit, I balance this with a love for cultural programs and the joy of discovering diverse new restaurants.