He will never receive her letters, he's way too far.

She keeps her sadness to herself as she thinks no
 one would ever understand her better than those blank pieces of paper.

EPIGRAPH 

Hearts are fragile porcelains; they should be jarred with love.

DEDICATION 

For all those who find solace between ripped pages and ink stains;
the scribbles decode a tale that  would make your lips
quiver but, your pen never stutters.

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