Dear Pinkie Dianne Pie,
Did time really go by that fast that you’re now reading this letter? How did it happen, when, and why? Oh what the heck, it doesn't matter. All that matters is this moment right now.
Pinkie, I've been sitting at my desk trying to think of what I want to say in this letter, ‘cause I know it’ll be the last words you read from me. I can’t even bear the thought of not living my life with you. You've brightened my days, even on the sunniest of summer afternoons. You were my ball of joy that always smiled, even when there was nothing to smile about. Honestly Pinkie, you smiled and cracked jokes when Owlowiscious broke his wing. But mind you…it was funny after you made that irrelevant pun… “He doesn't want to be owl alone.”
I remember when we first met. If I was asked what my first impression of you was, it probably would've been completely different from what I think and see you as now. At first I thought you were just a crazy and hyperactive pony that never heard of personal space, but over time I came to realize how much you meant to me.
Over time I stopped hating all the attributes that I disapproved of before, and came to love them. You and I both know what happened that made us into what we were, and are today.
Just to remind you though, so you can have a ever reminder…I started falling for you. I couldn't get you out of my mind, I was falling behind in my studies, and I couldn't shake off the feelings I felt toward you, and only you. Why didn't I like somepony else? Why was it you that my heart had to cling to?
I wasn't sure then.
Looking back now, I understand why it was you that captured my heart and pulled me into your loving embrace. You balanced me. You brought out my fun side, and always made me smile, even on my darkest days. You were there for me through thick and thin, and thin and thinner. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, you let me sob to my hearts extent. When I was stressed with my studies you encouraged me to push on, and told me I’d get through the work, and fun and relaxation would be waiting on the other side.
Everything we've been through together taught me that reality isn't always understandable. Sometimes its confusing and bizarre. It can be dark and grey, or bright and colorful. Its crazy. You changed my view on life entirely, and showed me that life isn't always as it seems and has loopholes everywhere. That’s how it should be, and I was happy to say that you’re my reality. But…I guess since you’re reading this, I don’t really know what happens after life. Oh well, at least I got the chance to meet you, and have my life changed into something magical, loving, intriguing, and unbelievable…
The list goes on, and on. You really impacted my life Pinkie, and I love you for every ounce of love you've given me, and I love you for you. My thoughts are just going over and over themselves, making it hard to write this letter, but I need to. It’s best to get the hardest things to do out of the way. And who knows when it’ll all end? It could even end tomorrow for all we know. But I sure hope it doesn't.
I don’t want you to grieve over me. I want you to live your life to the fullest, like you've done all your life. Well…except when you lived on the rock farm, but you know what I mean. I’ll always be looking over you, and will never fade. As long as you keep on smiling, and spreading joy to the World, I’ll always be looking over your shoulder. No matter what, I’ll find a way to watch over you and the others.
I love you Pinkie Pie, and even though I’m gone…I’ll never forget you, and I hope you never forget me.
Your love,
Twilight Sparkle
The dampened parchment gently fell off the desk as a pink mare grasped a lavender feather in her hooves, sobbing almost uncontrollably as the feather brushed against her face; the rough edges making her shiver, along with all the shivering she experience whilst crying...The feather had lost its soft feeling not too long ago; sooner than the party pony had wished.
Pinkie Pie got off the chair with a stuttering breath, while she remained holding the feather, and laid on the floor beside the once folded scroll and stared at it with shattered eyes. The glass that once barricaded all the tears she held back had been fractured, and the effect was all the emotions she buried deep inside her the day it happened, spilled out like a never ending waterfall. A waterfall that didn't consist of rainbows, but the clear water that was normal and not as amazing as rainbow waterfalls had.
She squinted her eyes and took a deep breathe, reaching for the letter and shortly after, holding it over her heart. Just the touch of the letter made her heart skip a beat, knowing Twilight had breathed, touched, and wrote on it, made her flutter with ecstasy. What she felt when she was only with Twilight.
It almost stung knowing that so much time was wasted on the littlest things.
Pinkie Pie brought the feather up to her face and touched the burnt tecture with her hooves, before curling up and falling into a dreamless slumber; not knowing what was to come of her the next day...and secretly hoping, that it was all just a very realistic nightmare.
Author's Note
Something I wrote back in the beginning of the year and uploaded on deviantart, but not here. I felt weird uploading something thats short and not really a story...but for some reason now, here ya go! I guess probaby 'cause I'm behind of my latest series too, so here you go people that read it. Its completely irrelevant to it, but I hope who ever read it enjoyed it.
