Italy 🇮🇹 *from the archives*

You were always going back to Milano.

**This story should be read while listening to “Sarà perché ti amo” by Ricchi e Poveri. Think wine pairing for words**

You were always going back to Milano. The promotion was too great, and you missed your family and “proper men's dress shoes.”

The last month it was almost like we were trying too hard, meeting each other's friends and families, trying to fuel our connection to last the upcoming miles that would soon be separating us.

Your high-rise was packed in shipping crates to be send back to Italy. We spent your last night in a sleek hotel. You cried when we woke up saying you made the wrong decision. I asked if things were different would I have been your girlfriend, and you said maybe ...

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Editor’s note: Here’s one of my faves from the archives called “Italy 🇮🇹” first published in My Favorite Breakup on Oct. 22, 2023.

We’re back from a brief summer break and doing a month of nostalgia. Before we return to publishing new stories, note that submissions are open now (and always): Please write down your heartache or fond memz or hard-won lessons or goofiest teen kiss tales and send them in here. I can’t wait to read them. -jz