It took Spike a few months to make a decision, but when he did he knew it was the right one. Spike knew it was going to be hard, to just leave everything behind and go, but he wanted to start fresh, with a new life for him. He loved Ponyville and everypony there, but he always felt out of place, and often thought, What would it be if I was… gone?
Spike thought about it, and realized that things wouldn't be much different. Spike never actually felt… loved by anypony. This upset Spike, and this was one of the reasons why he was leaving. However, Spike always wanted everypony else to feel happy; he was kind of like Pinkie Pie in this sense. Aside from that, there was one special pony that he had always admired from the start.
But over the years, Spike saw that this special somepony would never have in interest in Spike. This is was what bothered him the most. All he wanted was for her to be with him; Spike wanted to live with her, grow old together, and die together. So what was Spike going to do? He was going to write a letter. The last letter he would ever write in all his life.
Dear Rarity,
It’s me, Spike, and I want to tell you something. Something you might not like, but it’s been on my mind for a while. So I just want to let it out.
From the moment I first saw you, I knew that you were the most beautiful pony I had ever laid eyes on. But that was just the beginning.
Over the years that I've been you’re friend, I saw more in you then beauty. You were different from other ponies. You had something that nopony ever had.
Remember when it was my birthday? That day when I got so many gifts I couldn't even count them? Yeah, that day. The day when I became huge, a monster if you will, and I was holding on to you. You never knew it was me until later, but I knew it was you from the beginning. Even though you kept screaming to put me down, I never put you down. I wanted to hold on to you forever; I wanted you to be mine to keep.
When I saw the gemstone on you, that I had given you from before, I wanted it; I never remembered that I gave it to you. But when you said these very words:
“Oh no. You are not getting THIS gemstone! This was given to me by my dear friend, Spikey-wikey, the kindest, sweetest, most generous dragon ever. And it is too precious to me to give to a greedy old beast like you!”
Something went off inside of me. I remembered who you were. I remembered who I was. I remembered given you the gemstone, and I transformed into the real me, the small purple and green baby dragon.
As we were falling, I thought that we were going to die, so I confessed to you. I simply confessed that I had a crush on you, and as I was in mid-sentence you put a hoof to my mouth and smiled. I smiled back, but that very smile wasn't a real smile of mine, because you didn't know how much I cared for you. You just regarded it as a small crush, but it was so more than that.
When Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy saved us, and we were safe on the ground, I listened to you talking to me.
“Spike, I just have to tell you how absolutely proud I am of you.”
“Proud of me?” I asked back, bewildered.
“Yes. It was you who stopped... w-well, you, from destroying Ponyville. You are my hero, Spikey-wikey!”
And then you did something I would never have thought you would do.
You kissed me.
I knew that it wasn't a kiss of love, it was a tiny kiss on the cheek, a fake kiss I guess.
That was the day that changed me. I knew that you would always think of me as that baby dragon and that you would never want to spend time together, not just ordinary time, I mean spending real time together. I wanted to learn more about you, Rarity, and I wanted you to know how I really felt about you, and that’s why I’m writing this now, to explain why I’m leaving, and then to kind of close the book, you know?
After that I never really wanted to do, well, anything anymore. And I always felt even worse every day, because no one would ever even notice my sadness, not even Twilight, she was always busy after that. One day she even told me she met a nice stallion and would be out a lot more often.
That brings me to my next point.
You know, after that day, it felt like everypony had someone, except two ponies. You and me. I never understood why you never felt lonely, maybe you did but you just didn't share it, unlike me.
When you live in a world where everypony has someone else to snuggle up with at night, to share secrets with, and you don’t, it makes you feel out of place in the world. You start to feel a certain kind of loneliness that you think can never go away.
I did try to date a little after that day, really, I did. I even dated Sweetie Belle for a while, but it didn't work out. I felt as if I would always bore her, and I felt as if our relationship was forced, for some reason. As if I was trying too hard, maybe I was...
I’m planning to leave in a week. I don’t know where I’m going to go, but I don’t care as long as it’s away from Ponyville. It’s just given me too many bad memories. Just please tell everyone that I won’t be coming back.
Anyway, I hope you can understand, and I wish you the best of luck in your life, Rarity. You have a long future ahead of you. As for me, it’s finished. I’ll miss you when I’m gone Rarity, just know that.
-Spike
It was early dawn, nopony had even woke up yet, when Spike packed his things and left the letter on Rarity’s doorstep. Before he left, he went around Ponyville for a while, and he remembered all the good times he had had here. He even sobbed a few times.
When he was about to leave, he felt a hoof touch his shoulder. He quickly turned around and saw the most beautiful pony ever looking at him.
Rarity.
“R-R-Rarity? What are you doi-"
He was shushed by the warm feeling of Rarity’s lips against his.
Spike had a lot of feelings rushing over him, but he wrapped his arms around Rarity. He was possibly the happiest he had ever been.
Although the kissed only lasted about 15 seconds, it felt like a million years for Spike. This wasn't a small kiss; this was a kiss of passion. When it was over, he had to ask Rarity a single question
“S-So Rarity, you want to go on a d-date tomorrow?”
Rarity paused, “I’d love that, but I want to tell you something, Spike.”
“W-What is it?”
“Spike, I never want you to ever feel alone. You’re an amazing dragon with a big heart; I just hope you know that. Please don’t leave, the others may not seem to care for you, but,” she said, and then held hisclaw in her hoof,
“I do.”
And with a smile, she went off.
Now, at least Spike had one reason to stay. He would never be lonely again.
Things were going to be different from now on; he was sure of that.