If I were a pegasus...
I would scale misty mountain tops and roaring, cascading waterfalls. I would hop from tall treetop to taller treetop with agile ease using cunning flying techniques and extravagant, borderline impossible aerial stunts. I would combat the harsh desert and test the dismal tundra. If I were a pegasus, there would be nothing that I couldn’t do. I could fly from north to south pole. I could traverse the world in eighty days. No, make it twenty. I would hold nothing back. I would be invincible. I would be undefeatable. And I would do it for you.
And if I had you, we’d be together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would have a flare for the dramatic. With every opportunity, I’d strut my stuff, because that’s what I’d be made of. I’d flaunt my wings without a second thought, and the audience would ooh and aah with every sharp flexing motion I’d make. The world would be my oyster, and the clams of the everyday would be left to sulk at the bottom of the ocean. I would be undeniably upstanding, even you would be impressed.
And if I had you, we’d strut together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would climb to see where my wings could take me. Higher and higher I would go, until the air grew thin and my lungs started to complain. Higher still, I would go. I would leave the atmosphere, see the far reaches of space and beyond. I would climb to Luna’s moon, and beyond that, her stars. There I would die among them, perfectly happy, perfectly safe, as it should be. I will have a grand funeral, and the stars will perform the eulogy, for they are the only ones who know my name.
And if I had you, we’d die together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would not tarry here or there. I would always have something to do, even if that something was nothing. There would always be clouds to gather or rain to drift through. There would always be friends to meet or places to visit. I could do all of these things, because my wings would take me there. My wings would be my companion, my pride, and my joy. My wings would never leave me, never let me down, like a leaf caught in a strong gale of wind. I would be forever in motion, and they’d release me from my thoughts of you.
And if I had you, we’d fly together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would be free. I would release these shackles that bind me to the earth, and I would simply float away. I would float away on the breeze, the gentle current taking me willingly, and to wherever it so pleased. There would be no thoughts. There would be no thoughts of tragedy, or loss, or hate. Because in the sky, you are carefree. Because in the sky, you are unreachable. Because in the sky, the world is something that is below you.
And if I had you, we’d drift together.
If I were a pegasus...
I’d take you there. To that place we’ve never been to. To that place you’ve always wanted to go. But the sky is a hard place to reach without wings. And so, if I were a pegasus, I would sail across the sky for you. You could ride on my back; I would be your wings. We could finally taste one of those clouds, as I know you are curious. I could take you there. I, too, feel your longing.
And if I had you, we’d live together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would visit the grandest of cities in the sky. I would bring back gifts for you, because I know what you like, and what you’ve become. There would be shimmering diamonds and other goodies the likes of which you’ve never seen before. And perhaps you will finally be happy. And perhaps I will finally be happy.
And if I had you, we’d be happy together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would not hesitate to kiss you. Those wings would give me a confidence never shown in my eyes before. Maybe, if only for a day, we could be lost in each other’s eyes. I would float through yours like the sky itself. You could float through mine like a single boat in the ocean. But one can only dream of these things, because reality has become a place too close for comfort.
And if I had you, we’d dream together.
If I were a pegasus...
I’d wrap you up in my feathery wings. I’d hide you from the darkness, all of your fears and troubles. I’d conceal you when fate comes for you. I’d be everlasting. And if the day were to ever stray from us, let the night sky guide us as we fly onward, into the harrowing black.
And if I had you, we’d be here together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would be there for you. In your sickness, I would stand. I would stand tall for you. I would sail into your ears and tell you that everything was going to be all right... even though everything was not going to be all right. And in your slumber, I would be there. We would both have our wings, like the angel you will soon become. We could fly away together, on the passing wind that lifts us higher as we go. Go. Go away. Away from here.
And if I had you, we’d go together.
If I were a pegasus...
I would save you. I would save you from what’s been done to you. I would fly through that golden gate and find you. There, I would bring you back. For me. For us. And we could be together. As it should be.
If I were a pegasus...
it would be all right.
If I were a pegasus...
I wouldn’t have to cry.
If I were a pegasus...
I would love you until the world came to an end, came to a startling conclusion, and I would greet it with open hooves, because I would have you by my side.
Alas... I am not a pegasus...
And so I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts. And on this day, as the sky you love so very much passes me by, I lift my wings to you. I know that you cannot see them, but they are there. They wait for you to stand beneath them. They wait for you to come home.
I am not a pegasus, and so I miss you.
If I were a pegasus...
I would scale misty mountain tops and roaring, cascading waterfalls...
