"You" profess your love for the most beautiful mare you've ever known, but in the game of love, not everything ends happily ever after.

I suppose I should give some explanation for this story...
It's not meant to be taken too seriously. I would describe it as a parody of happy-go-lucky second person fics but with a serious tone. I never expected this story to end up as heavy as it is, and I think that will cause people to miss the purpose of this story.
In short, it's a response to second person fics rather than one in itself. When I say "response," I don't mean I'm mocking them. I'm commenting on the typical scenario most have.

About a year ago, Rainbow Dash, one of the greatest athletes to ever attend Canterlot High, confessed her love to you, and even asked you out. You didn't know how to respond. At the time, rejection seemed like the best way to go. After she confessed, you ignored her; afraid of her trying to attract you, and also afraid of accidentally saying something to break her heart even more.

Now, Rainbow Dash has come to you with a question that has been on her mind for months.

Proofread by AngelDCS

This story now has a live reading by Naviskypegasus.

Anonymous had been engaged to Lyra, but decided he wasn't ready and left town before the wedding to think. Days became weeks, weeks became months, and months became years. He decides it's finally time to return to the pony he'd left at the altar.

I started writing this on my phone when I had to evacuate from hurricane Sandy, and it's been mostly unfinished until recently. Reading my old works, I noticed I always get dialogue over with very quickly instead of fleshing much out. This time, I wanted to try and write better dialogue, with more "meat" to it. I don't know if I succeeded or not, but I'm pretty happy with the way this turned out.
I'm also aware that the pacing is pretty fast, but that's something else I'm trying to work on.