I wish I knew
How to love backwards.
To start from full trust
And end on curiosity.
Because a flower that lost its smell
Is like love gone
Faded into memory
Into the dream that never happened.
They say not to fall in love with potential
But potential is all we ever fall for
On the ground, we cannot fall nowhere
So we run towards cliffs
And let our hearts break open
And break apart.
Oh, how I wish love would be backwards
After all, even to the tallest cliff -
One must climb first.
And for the biggest love
One must stand tall,
And never fall, and never fall.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman