YELLOW by Rike Rettschlag
I can still see the sickly yellow of your bathroom
I’d go there to be alone – I think the architect knew
that it was a perfect place for storing my feelings
because yellow looks like the absence of you […]
I can still see the sickly yellow of your bathroom
I’d go there to be alone – I think the architect knew
that it was a perfect place for storing my feelings
because yellow looks like the absence of you […]