6th letter

Pierre,

 

You really like her, right? She's beautiful, smart, and a dancer.

 

She's everything I am not.

 

I never saw your face turn red just by a simple tease from our classmates about the two you.

 

We were all laughing.

 

Well, at least I pretended laughing.

 

It was too painful, Pierre. I was first, but why wasn't I a priority?

 

Oh yeah, one can never teach his/her heart.

 

Oh how I wish I can teach mine... Teach mine to stop it.

 

But all I can do now is show a cheerful facade as I try so hard to conceal my true feelings.

 

Do you want to know what my true feelings are?

 

Then please continue reading my letters, Pierre.

 

Let my letters speak the truth that was long hidden in the past.