" From reading you like my favorite verse to letting you go, it took me the longest terms, but it was worth it all. Now i realize, you were sent into my life to make me love myself. You weren't meant to stay." She ended up writing a letter, to add another unsent letter in her collection. Tears were rolling out from her eyes making their way to her cheeks. The pain she held in her eyes, frozen for years, melted while writing. She felt clueless of why she had been writing. She just poured her heart out on the blank pages. Sometimes we don't find words to speak about what we feel to anyone. It's just oneself who can feel and understand itself.