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- >Why?
- >You know why
- >You know why this happened
- >Lights are out and your on your couch lying
- >She's gone...
- >That's the only thing going on in your mind
- >She's gone...
- >It's on repeat and you can't stop it
- >There's a knock at the door
- >But you don't answer
- >You just roll over on your couch
- >She's gone...
- >The knocking keeps getting louder with every second
- >You still don't answer you just lie there staring at your couch cusion
- >"Anon open up..."
- >She's gone
- >You wish you could hear her voice just one more time
- >You finally get up from your couch
- >But not to answer the door, it's shouting at you to open up
- >Instead you lean over and stare
- >Stare at the one picture you had of her and you
- >...If only she would be here now
- >In your arms, craddeling her, you'd hold forever, never letting go, making sure she'd be safe...
- >"ANON OPEN THIS BUCKING DOOR!!"
- >The voice on the other side is starting to annoy you
- >You finally decide to open the door, only so the pony on the other side will leave you alone
- >The door swings open and a cyan pegasus offers you a smile
- >You brush it off and give her a cold "what?"
- >She trys to keep a smile on to lighten your mood
- >"I just wanted to say...it's a nice day and you should..."
- "No" you say coldly cutting her off
- >Before you close the door as gently as your can you hear her say the words everyp0ny has said over and over again
- >"It's not your fault"
- >You let out a chuckle
- >You've heard it a million times, but you know that it was your fault
- >Since you came to Ponyville you lived happiliy
- >You had no regrets and no worries
- >But now it's all changed
- >Your blanketed with nothing but shame and guilt
- >And it's heavy
- >It makes your head sink lower than Gilda
- >You feel your shoulder's tense up and freeze whenever you try to raise your head
- >You return to your spot on your couch and stare down at the floor
- >On the floor you can make out what seems like a pink bushel of cotton candy...
- >You sigh and pull Pinkie out from under your couch
- >"Hi!" she says in her happy way of greeting others
- "What do you want?" you say in your flatest tone of voice
- >She takes a deep breath but seems speechless
- >She starts looking around the room for something to talk about
- >She happend to look at the only picture you had of her and understood there was nothing to talk about
- >She hangs her head down and looks at you
- >You pat her on the head and she nuzzles your hand
- >"It's not your fault, you know?"
- >You just stare at her, lightly holding her cheek in the palm of your hand
- >You lift her up and hug her
- >She was surprised, but still returned the hug
- >Feeling her hooves on your back reminded you of her
- >You sobbed lightly in Pinkie's coat
- >"Just let it go Anon"
- >You began crying
- >You cryed tears, tears that felt like cinderblocks seeping out of your eyes
- >"I know it hurts, but it's over now"
- "But I loved her..."
- >"And as long as you do, you'll never find happiness again"
- >You feel numb, yet queesy at the same time
- >You forgot how this felt, emotion
- >You kept you feelings in check ever since you came to Ponyville
- >You were the one to give everyp0ny a smile when none was found
- >But now you were broken
- >And picking up the pieces seemed too hard for you at first
- >You needed help but were too stubborn to ask for it
- >Now in the hooves of a friend, you feel all the pieces fixing themselves
- >You feel whole again
- >You feel like you can finally move on
- >So you let go...
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