Tamara

Tamara

by Colette

She and I stand back to back.

She's always looking ahead at what's coming our way, and I'm always looking back and wondering what could've been.

I see that the grass is greener on the other side, and she sees how the grass will be green where there's only soil.

She saved my life and I still don't know why, but it's because I just can't understand the way she thinks. She's an obsession, a mystery, a love and wound; it feels amazing when she smiles at me.

I wish I could see what she sees.

In someone like me.