I wonder how she can be so brazen, Even after all the time I've known her— She was my first friend, my first safe haven, Back when my fear had made me a loner. I wonder how she can be so fearless, My confident friend with the rainbow mane. As in my heart, she has grown in dearness, She consequently quadrupled my pain, For I wonder how I can let her know How much she helps me, and how much she means— I wonder how to let my feelings show, And not remain deep inside me, unseen. To let this secret out of its dark cave, I will have to be like her, and be brave.
I feel there is so much left to tell her; I feel I may burst if I keep this in. I hope if I speak, it may compel her To accept me so our love can begin. I feel her grace when she enters a room; I feel her presence seep into my soul; I feel the power in all she can do, And I feel how I need her, to be whole. And under her power, I feel her love— She's still the same, and I know she still cares. She is the one that I always dream of, That intelligent and wonderful mare. She is a princess, but she is much more: The mare that I love, the mare I adore.
I know I'm awesome; I know that's a fact— Ask anypony, they'll tell you the same— But when she comes, I don't know how to act, I forget everything, even my name. It feels like I'm flying, but then I fall, And as I plummet, I can't catch my breath; When I see her, nothing makes sense at all: I can't pull up as I fall to my death. Then I open my eyes, and I'm not dead, I'm just staring with my heart beating fast. I try to wake up, try to clear my head, But the trance she puts me in seems to last. It's confusing, the way she makes me act— I can't see straight when I'm near Applejack.
Everypony thinks that I know it all, But I feel like I need a new teacher. For though I know statistics great and small, I cannot figure out how to reach her. I cannot break through the shell that she's made, And I know she cannot break through my own. I want to touch her soul; my hoof is stayed, And I spend another night all alone. I'm desperate to hold the heart that she hides, And longing to kiss those soft yellow lips. I want to admire what she has inside, And to catch her, if one day she should slip. The friend who I love, the friend who is kind, Has pale pink tresses that she hides behind.
When we laugh together, Dashie and me, In my heart, there's a party being thrown; All the jokes we make, all the pranks we see, Just make me want Rainbow Dash for my own. I love all my friends, I love all their smiles, But there's something so special about hers— Her big flashy grin makes life all worthwhile, It's so much better than any dessert. And then there's that laugh that rasps in her throat, I know I could pick it out of a crowd; Every time I hear it, I start to float, And I want to laugh, too—so super loud. I love everypony, but there is one Whose happiness I put second to none.
Keeping my heart in a prison of lead, I'll never be happy, never be whole. With an empty chest and an empty bed, And the loneliness that withers my soul. I try so hard to keep my composure And convince them all that I am just fine; A lady does not want such exposure, And so I wear a disguise all the time. But the costume unravels in the night, And I feel suddenly so sick and weak; I feel the cage wrapping around me tight, And any prospect of living looks bleak. So I reflect on the heart I have left— So I reflect when love leaves me bereft.
When the weight on my back is pressing down, When all the worries make me want to quit, That's when she comes, that pink lovable clown, Makes me laugh, makes it better for a bit. Because she taught me to laugh in the face Of all the troubles that would make me cry; She taught me that humor also has grace, And so with her, I know I can get by. She makes me happy, when I see her smile, When those amazing blue eyes start to shine, When we lie together, just for a while, And our lips meet, and she makes me feel fine. Responsibilities can make me sad, But with my laughing love, it's not so bad.
Tears stain my pillow in the dead of night When I reflect on my desperate desire: The violet hair, the smooth coat of white, The lovely visions consume me like fire. To want her so badly, to crave her touch, To want to see those sapphire eyes each night— It feels like smothering, it's all too much, And I can't run from this, try as I might. And all those around me, they cannot know How deep this love goes and how much it burns; Though I keep it in darkness, it still grows, And more intensely each day my heart yearns. That which I need, I'll never relinquish. My flickering flame, I won't extinguish.
Sometimes it's nice to stay outside the fray. Sometimes it's nice to just observe the crowd. I think I'll stay on the outside today, Where it's not so cramped and it's not so loud. I never used to enjoy the quiet Until Fluttershy showed me something new— It's fun to party and dance and riot, But that's not the only thing you can do. You can also lie down with some hot tea, Smell some flowers, pet a kitty, or nap; You can watch butterflies as they fly free, Or hold cute little bunnies in your lap. When it's one giant party, life is great, But the silence isn't something to hate.
I am the corundum— flat and colorless and nothing most ponies think of twice. I never expected to catch your attention, and yet you looked my way.
I am the corundum— and now I see you are my chromium. Your gentlest touch brought us together, and we came together in beauty, in color and in fire. We two outcasts became something unforeseen—
