Mare of My Dreams (Based On A True Story)
Beginning to The End
She was amazing. That's one word to describe her. Her essence was always ripe with happiness and joy, and it always brought me the true beauty of being loved. She was my true somepony. Before her, I was just a simple pony, living a simple life in Ponyville. I really didn't know what I could offer to the world. Until she came along.
Of course, I should delve deeper on what she looks like for you to all understand how beautiful she was. Let's start with her eyes. Those, 'Oh-So-Beautiful' eyes. They were gray... Or were they blue? ... Well, they hued both colours, and they reflected beauty, as those wonderous eyes were always content and happy with whatever decision they made. Everytime I looked in this mare's eyes, they dilated, and made my heart race a thousand beats per minutes.
Yeah, I'm over-exaggerating. But, if you saw this mare, you'd be amazed of what I catch I had. Let's move to her body, though. Her head was perfectly shaped, like any other mare's, and it matched her athletic and slender body. Her flank was a decent size, of course, and displayed her beautiful cutie mark. It was a set of roses. It seemed cliché for her, but, she told me they represented love and beauty. I was amazed by that explanation.
Back to her body, though. It was slender, athletic and perfect. In every way. Her mane flowed like an ocean current down the back of her neck, and resting on her back. This ocean current was rough, or hazardous. It was calm, and gently moved with the breeze of the cold wind. Her tail was much the same, curving like a hill in the sunset, and falling down the back of her flank like a waterfall. A gently waterfall, like... Like pouring water out of a bucket. If that makes sense.
Her smile, though. It was the best of all. The way she smiled... Those pearly-white teeth... They matched he eyes and it brought joy to my mind everytime I saw it. It was a beauty to see. If only you could see it, you would understand. I always loved the way she smiled... I knew that, when she smiled, she would come close to me and give me a hug. Or a kiss. Her kisses were great, too.
It was like kissing a newborn foal's cheek. Soft, and velvet-like... It built a euphoria in my mind. Her hugs matched that euphoria, too. Her forelimbs would just embrace my large body and bring me close to her. I would always press up against her, and sigh in relief. It brought a calm and tranquil emotion to my body, and made me feel at peace. These are just some of the reasons why I loved her.
I mainly loved her because of how she acted. She didn't care that I wasn't 'beautiful' or 'perfect'. She didn't care that I didn't have big muscles or strong wings. She only cared for me. How I acted. She always told me why she loved me. I told her back. Her reasoning was just... Stunning. Everytime it made me smile. She loved me because I made her happy. I made her feel like a queen, or princess. Kind of like Celestia. I always made sure she was happy and made her feel comfortable.
If she had a bad day at work, I would give her a hoof-massage. She loved them. I wasn't great at it, but she enjoyed the affection it brought. I would give her a little kiss on the back of her neck, every now and then, and she would just giggle. Her giggle was always cute to hear, which is why I did it (along with her neck being so sensitive! Hehe).
Alongside her telling me how much she loved me, she always made sure I was special. She made me feel that, no matter what I do, I would always be her special somepony. She told me that she would never give up on me and couldn't bare the thought of leaving me, or cheating on me. She knew I didn't trust many stallions that she was around. But, she assured me, that those stallions had marefriends, and introduced me to them.
I remember going to sleep with her, at night, cuddling up to her. Her body was always warm, against my cold chest. My chest, cold? Unbelievable, right?... Anyways, it was always beautiful. She giggled before she went to sleep, which made me happy and her happy. Her muzzle always pressed against my neck, and her forelimbs always wrapped around my thick body. It made me feel in power, but, she was the power of the relationship. She always was, and I loved her in power. She made me feel like a dandelion. An ugly weed that disguises itself as a flower, but she would always pluck one, and give it a wonderful sniff. This dandelion, to her, was a rose... And that's how I felt around her: A rose.
But, as much joy as this mare brought... It ended. After... A year and a half of doing such beautiful things... Saving her heart from heartbreak... Keeping her close to me at night... It ended. I woke up one morning, to see she wasn't there. That's understandable. She usually left early in the morning. But, she would leave me a note. This time; no note.
Okay, I could deal with that. She knew I knew, by now. I waited all day, doing my usual stuff. Like... Cleaning the house before she came home (Oh, I'm such a nice stallion, aren't I?), or making sure dinner was ready to be made. We always made dinner together. It calmed us both down, and we could put passion into our meals. Another bond we shared.
Unfortunately, she didn't come home at her usual time. I ate dinner alone, to say the least. I was okay with that... Maybe she was caught up at work, or something... That wasn't the case. The next few days continued with the same thing. I built up worry and anger each day. Where could she have gone? Why wasn't she here?
My questions were answered by myself: She was tired of me. Sick of me. She didn't want me anymore. She left. After a year and a half of dating, she left me. All that emotion I spilled into her... It was gone. It faded. I looked around town, doubting my own answer, but nopony saw her. No pony even knew I was with her!...
Maybe she left me for another stallion...? Maybe I wasn't good enough for her. My love might've not been enough for her. It's all too much to bare... This isn't the first time this happened, though. Two other mares broke my heart by just... 'Disappearing'. I don't know what I did to Celestia to deserve this, but, it's apparently so. They were, most likely, sick of me. I just... I just wish this mare, in particular, would come back. I loved her so much...
The contusion she left in the bed is still there... I'm not wanting to get rid of it. We made the bed in the morning together, how could I just get rid of a memory I loved so much?... That's all she is now, isn't she? A memory. A beautiful, an amazing, a saddening, and a happy; memory. The memory is still lucid today. I could literally touch it, and feel it. I could feel the emotions she brought to me...
But, was this all the plan? To just... Date me this long, and leave me like this?... I just... I don't know. Tears are welling up in my eyes as I write this. I need to express my feelings. Let somepony that cares know. But... Who really cares?... I guess my friends do. I always have them. Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, Pinkie Pie... Scythe, Big Odie, Agro, Thunder Flash, Cyclone Flash... I still have them. Maybe they'll read this. They'll understand my emotions. My hurt. They'll know what it's like to lose somepony you love so much.
I just hope I'm not along, in this darkness. As I sit here, in this dimming candle light, writing this, I'm alone. I hope somepony comes to my side, and gives me... A comforting statement. I wish I never lost this mare. She was just perfect for me. Perfect.
The mare of my dreams... The beginning of the end...
