In Celebration of a Hundred.

by Karrakaz

152. Invisible

I smile when I think about the way she moves, laugh when I think about her tinkling laugh, and forget to breathe when I imagine her kissing me. Reality returns like an unwelcome visitor and she ignores me in favour of her work.

I return home after a long day of helping her, disheartened. Like every day, you put away your tomes and scrolls before welcoming me home. Tears threaten, and I stumble forward into your waiting hooves; crying because she hasn’t noticed me.
You hold me close, whispering gentle reassurances.

Are you to me, what I am to her?

Comments

[Ryaal]

Spike/Rarity I presume? (...and Twilight comforting him?)
I felt that way about a boy once...sucks xD

[Skeeter The Lurker]

I bet he is.

Makes sense, kinda.

Yeah, I'm perverted.

~Skeeter The Lurker