Dear Starlight Glimmer,
I had such a good time with you the other night. I'm glad you agreed to come out with me again.
I had been so afraid I'd ruined things that I'd given up hope that you'd ever want to see me again. I know that getting involved with somepony was the furthest thing from your mind, and I just need you to know how honored I am that you would even give me the time of day, let alone humor my clumsy advances. I feel like I've found a rare first edition copy of Definitive Centaurian History! Autographed! In mint condition! [There is a messy splat of ink where the dot for the exclamation mark would have gone.]
Sorry, I know I'm not great at writing letters. Or ink. I keep my ink pots away from the books because I'm afraid of being my usual, messy self.
I'm not really great at abstract concepts either. I go by the book, and it's hard to see past the words on the pages. But you're amazing at it. You always have been. Your power with magic comes from the strength of your mind, and it allows you take theory and make it into reality. That's one of the things I enjoy the most about you, Starlight. You have this instinct that I lack. I envy your ability to follow your gut. I'm far from quixotic, but when I think of what you can do, I feel breathless at the possibilities for good to be done. Do you understand that? You are a powerful force for good. I can't apologize enough for digging up your painful memories. The last thing I want is to make you feel negative about yourself. I'm proud just to know you.
It took me a long time to even recognize what I was feeling. I know that maybe my mind takes different routes from yours, but while this particular path was long, the destination didn't leave a lot of room for me to question. I really like you. I think it struck me after I visited you in Ponyville and made that giant version of Dragon Pit. I hadn't been very attentive to how you were feeling, and those two days really highlighted how much we'd changed. I became alarmed at the prospect of losing you as a friend. Talking to the others-- Trixie, Maud, and Twilight-- I came to see how much I appreciate you. I was determined to bridge the gap. Since then, our friendship has been wonderful.
So when I scared you off, I feared that was truly it. "Way to go, Sunburst, you blew it," I thought. But then you came back and-- [there is a dense, dark scribble where the ink has spread like a bruise.]
I'm without words that we're on this new path. One we can walk together. I'll work hard to make sure you won't regret it.
Sincerely,
Sunburst