Rainbow,

It hurts.

It all just hurts so much. I can’t even think of you or her without getting a massive headache, this is really what has kept me from writing you recently. It’s both funny and sad, I have a limited time left so it would make sense for me to write you more frequently. And yet, by nature’s cruel hand, it is physically difficult for me to write you. I guess right now I just need someone to confide in and someone consul me.

I don’t know where to go or where to turn. Rarity thinks I should go back to the hospital. Applejack seems angry with me, but she won’t say it. I’ve not seen Fluttershy in a while, I think this has overwhelmed her. Pinkie Pie’s ignoring the issue entirely, acting like nothing’s wrong.

But worst of all, I still can't find her. She was in town a while ago, but I've not seen her since. I just want to know where my wife is. I don't want to go through this alone.

It’s all too much to soak in. You are the only one I have left to talk to, and that’s still not much. I just don’t know what to do. Can you help me? Tell me what to do next.

You know, I was cleaning the library yesterday, trying to occupy my time, trying to not think about the issue. But, of course there’s no avoiding it. I found my wedding dress. The memories of the day flooded me, and I thought my head would explode. That was the happiest day of my life. To think that we’d be able to spend the rest of our lives together.

Ha, what a cruel joke. We had no clue how long that’d actually be. To think, I’d be the happiest pony alive, then, not even a month later, I was the most despaired creature in the world. I’ve always been one for the dramatic, and I know you don't like me talking about her to you, sorry.

I don’t know what to do.

Help me,

Twilight

Author's Note

Oh lawdy, I'll spare you the details, but summer's left me with less time to write than during the school year. Anyways, Twilight's suffered enough, let's wrap this up, shall we?