Second Letter

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Dear Caden,

You are my first love.

I could still remember the good old days where my feelings grow and builds up each day passing by.

It made me crazy, stupid and high.

I came to realize that once you fall for someone, you immediately turn to a fool.

You never see the difference between fantasy and reality, your emotions matter than anything else, you’re ready to give up everything for that person and one day you’re just going to realize that you’re a total different person when you’re in love. But you would still choose to love.

Loving someone in secret is bullshit but sweet. Just don’t let anyone hear you cry when you break your heart.

Caden…
I can’t take you off my mind; I had sleepless nights and often daydream about us. I get up from bed at 2 am, play love songs on my phone and cry for you. I’ve made hundreds of letters, poems and haikus for you. And yes, I lose focus on my academics and stumbled from an honor student to top 7.

Your ultimate enemy for the first place in class had become a secret admirer and lover.

I was so in love.

But you didn’t know.

We were friends.

And I’m okay with that.

I guess.



P.S. You will never know anything about it.

Love, Gwynett Ysabelle Anne   

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