Love in the Time of Postage

I sigh. My life sucks as of late. Suddenly, a short flash... well, flashes, and a small piece of paper is floating in front of me. I look at it. Suddenly, a voice from beside me says, Well, manure. A letter? Let's hope it's not from Celestia...
"Shut the hay up." I mutter to my subconscious. I take the letter in my hooves and open it.
Dear Nick,
Thank you for talking with me on the cart! If you hadn't of spoken, I wouldn't have been able to work up the courage to say this. I love you. I'm moving to Ponyville so we can be together.
Sincerely, Charlotte Clopton

"Oh buck..." I say, sitting down on a bench and starting to hyperventilate. The Pegasus that was my subconscious slaps me in the face.
Get a friggin' hold on yourself!
I look at him. "I'm going to have to choose one of them! I can't do it!"
He slaps me in the face again. Yes you can. If you don't, I'll do it for you.
"The hell you will!" I exclaim. I calm down. "Okay, dude, what should I do?"
First of all, talk to Rarity. Then talk to Derpy, and then talk to Charlotte whenever the hell she gets here. Discuss the situation.
"Okay. Okay. I'll do that." I relax on the bench and realize that I was sitting next to two mares who were looking at me strangely. "Yeah, I talk to myself. So?"