Walker Evans Truck And Sign, 1930

I didn't realize how much I really miss you until we met few days ago. I wish you are not hers and I wish we can still pick up all the pieces that's been lying everywhere. All these are just against my will. I can keep on dreaming. But all I need from you is just one, I'm hoping we can be good friends like how we were back then. I miss you. I really do.

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