Behind the window

Dear Justin:  

I see   that  I  was   right . That   girl   came   to   your  h ouse   at  the  night ,   with   that   tight   red   dress ,  although   I hate  to  admit   it , her   remaining   very   well .

You   looked   happy ,   Justin ,   and   that   confused   me .   It   hurt   me ,   but   I   want   you  to  be   happy  ,  do know?  No ma tter   with   whom ,   because   your   smile  complete me .

I 'd  like to  tell   you   so many   things , Justin ...

From behind the window, the inspired Lindsay.