Being Twilight Sparkle is hard enough already. But being Twilight Sparkle while helplessly in love with a certain pink party pony, no matter how infuriatingly unexplainable, incredibly talkative, nonsensical, and anti-scientific she is?

Well, there has to be some way to cope with the cruel, yet kind mistress that is love. And there's only one way to do it:

Staggered poetry.