Love is silly, isn't it? You can't make yourself love someone, while at the same time, you can't stop your love for someone. Even if that pony is your best friend, and you don't want them to see you differently, you can't stop the pounding in your chest when they get near you. The blushing of you cheeks when they hug you. When your wings brush against each other, and you giggle under your breath.
When you lie awake every night... thinking to yourself;
"I am hopelessly in love with my best friend... "
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