I can't help but look at the carpet. The carpet the ponies were on just minutes ago. It's now absorbing Dashie's remaining tears. With tears on my eyes, I, once again, look at the note Dashie left me. Almost all of it was worn away due to tears, but the last sentence was very clear. It read "will always be Your Little Dashie." That helped, but I just started crying more. That lead to me getting quick thoughts, mostly "thquestions."
Does she still remember me? Am I having a lucid dream? I grabbed my nose to see if I could still breathe, and surprisingly, I couldn't. Apparently, it wasn't a lucid dream. I calmed down, and just sat on my couch.