Atychiphobia

by Ice Star

Love

love is what happens before you know somepony better
before you know why you shouldn't
ever feel that way about anypony
and the Sun

grandmother's skirt is a purple streak
my mane is fire spilled on the floor
above me
shadows and dust are the stars of the house
i reach out
grasping anywhere
horn dull without magic

talking about canterlot
where the Sun lives
and Her school is a jewel
to the crown of Equestria
i want to be a ruby there
in Her golden school

grandmother is making lunch
while i pretend to be a rug
wanting the stove's warmth
and her signature there,
bits for the used spellbook store,
train fare too,
please?

i am told to go read the books i already have
(for the forty seventh time)
study those until the familiar words bleed from the worn pages
(all over again)
scurry somewhere else
before grandmother bothers to say:

"i love you, sunnybun."

love is what happens before somepony forgets you

Comments

[Holy]

Not sure why, but I always really enjoy the diary stories. The little snippets of characterization and world-building work so well in the format and it made this one interesting even despite the length.

[Ice Star]

10018725
Thank you so much! I plan to have way more chapters, and they'll likely get longer with Sunnybun's age and the more complex her emotions and thoughts get for future Sunset to comment on. The world-building in this one was more of an attempt to ground Sunset's pony life in something. She does leave it behind one day (save for stuff with Tia and the like) but what did she have?

Diary stories are a blast, and I should have used that kinda funky formatting way more in the one previous poetry story (Autophobia)that dipped into it and such.

[Wild Zontars]

"What is your major malfunction? Were you not hugged enough as a foal?"

"...No. No, I wasn't."

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[Ice Star]

10018855
Oh my god. Well, thanks for the amusing comment. I had my chuckle.

But yeah, a somewhat spoiled (at least later) child who just want to be snuggled and hugged a few metric fucktonnes.

[the dobermans]

Nice. It really gives the impression of poems written at different times in a young mare's life.

[Ice Star]

10019449
Thank you! So far they’re all her early foal-hood before, with future Sunny’s reflections mixed in.

[Ice Star]

10021257
You have no idea