Dear Big Mac,
Wassup?
Ok, not a real good way to start a letter, but I ain't gonna hang myself about that
I guess you could call this one of those "unsent letters" that show up in Rarity's romance novels, not that I read those stupid stories; well, maybe I just skim them a bit.
Oh, thank the Goddess that I'm not gonna send this letter, cause it's getting more embarrasing by the second.
What was going to write about again? Oh right....
Big Mac, there's something I kinda wanted to say to you for a while.
I think I kinda sorta like you; as in a mushy lovey dovey sort of way.
I know, I know, an awesome mare like me falling in love, with a quiet stallion like yourself? It's like one of those stupid movies that Rarity always drags me into. You know, the ones where they always end up smooching.
But, there something about you that I really I like. Everytime you appear, I gotta hide so nopony can see the blush that comes to my face. And your muscles, oh Goddess, your muscles.
But, I can see you already have something with Fluttershy. Normally, if it were another mare, I would be downright ticked about somepony messing with my stallion. But, Shy's been my best friend since Flight School, and I can see why you two like each other so much.
You two are like clones, shy and gentle. I guess I should be happy that both of you are happy being together.
I'll be fine, an awesome mare such as myself always bounces back. Just, treat her right, you hear, or else I'll sock you right in the jaw.
And besides, if things don't work out with Shy, I'll be there.
Rainbow Dash