windows to the soul

Beautiful.

Its been three weeks, three weeks since my heart was set on fire again. I never thought I would feel this way again, but here it is, three weeks. My chest is so hot, I feel like I have to claw it out; but what would I do? Should I tell her she's the cause of this pain. Could I? Would I have the courage to give her the heart I thought I swore to another?

I would blame her eyes, those beautiful crimson portals, but its not that alone. Her eyes are just the start. They say that eyes are "windows to the soul" but that is not true in this case. No, in her case, it is more like beautiful stained glass.

She always had her soul out for display. The animals she cared for. The friends she fought for. The beliefs she stood up for, even when she was cowering in fear. Her eyes spoke volumes for the true, pure, heart underneath

Does this make me shallow? Having this incredible mare in front of me all this time, but only now noticing, just because of this one thing? What does that say for the others in my life? My mother, my friends, OUR friends. What do they really mean to me if one simple thing can change EVERYTHING about the relationship I thought I had?
*sigh*
I'm a horrible dragon aren't I. Wanting to do this to... to manipulate my friend, just to see those eyes again. But, I have to. I need to, to see them again to make my heart flutter...
"I'm sorry, Fluttershy"
"Hmm?"
I pull out the apple. The biggest, sweetest apple I could find.
"I said I bro-"
*HISSS*
"WHOA"
Before I could say, she was on me, or rather the apple... and I got my wish.
"Beautiful..."
"Wh-what?"

This was inspired by a picture made by the amazing 'Johnjoseco'