"My fingers bled the truth that clogged my veins when we parted ways, so I carved the image of you somewhere inside of my heart, with the broken shards of my ribcage. What I failed to mention was that I had been anything but honest, my mouth opened but I could not find the words I needed. I write this letter to you, hoping that what I could not say can finally escape me. I need to breathe again, I need to live, this time without bleeding."