I don't know why (probably because I just watched the White House Correspondents' Dinner 2024 Monologue) but while editing this photo, I can only think about Colin Jost.
Flowers, I remember fields of flowers
Soft beneath my heels
Walking in the sun, I remember someone
Someone by my side, turned his face to mine
And then I turned away, into the shade
You, the one I left behind
If you ever walk this way
Come and find me lying in the bed I made
