And all that comes after,
after the laughter,
when you can’t hold your breath
for one more second,
and all the world is turning blue,
is you.
All that’s left is you.
Robert Müller and the Way Home
Clouded Thoughts in a Crowded Place
And all that comes after,
after the laughter,
when you can’t hold your breath
for one more second,
and all the world is turning blue,
is you.
All that’s left is you.
my favorite color