I made it clear that I had a habit of leaving hearts in pieces.
You didn't believe me.
It may have sounded cliche at the time, but at least you know now that I'm not a liar, too.
I pray to God that you're doing okay, because the last time I saw you, your eyes were black holes that led to nothing but despair.
But for some reason I can't just pick up the phone and ask.
So wherever you are right now,
I hope get my message.
I hope you're doing okay.