Hey there,
I've been thinking about you a lot lately
How could I not
I love you so much already
How could I not
These streets don't know you.
How could I not
I love you so much already
How could I not
These streets don't know you.
And I don't know these streets.
I'm not sure I want you to know these streets.
Or for them to know you.
Memories are all we have a right to in this world.
And you have none.
I envy you.
Photo by Stella Hartmann. Words by Dustin Whitehead.
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