06-15-2016, 04:19 AM
Please Don't Let Me Go
I walked in slowly, my heart feeling like something was twisting it into a knot, my head a jumbled mess. When I entered the living room Nightmare Rarity looked up at me from whatever book she was reading, raising a brow at me. Her sapphire eyes, her beautiful stare seeing through me and to my soul knew that something was wrong. Her long horn aglow, she set the book down as I approached, the urge overtaking every inch of me. I had to. I had to make the pain in me stop or it'd never end.
I enveloped her in a hug, my heart swelling as my hands gripped her shoulders, feeling the soft fur against my skin and the gentle tickle of her mane, the star like glinting stunning as ever. I felt my eyes well, tears thick and hot running down my cheeks. My body shuddering softly.
"Michael, please, what's wrong?" Her beautiful voice reached my ears, a hoof stroking the back of my head and down to my back, feeling my tears run onto her shoulder.
"Please don't let me go. Please don't let me go." I whispered aloud, repeating those words over and over again as though it were a survival mantra. Her forelegs hugged me tighter as I spoke, I couldn't tell what her facial expression was, either one of worry or calm resolution. Knowing her it was the second. I held like she was my lifeline.
I repeated my sentence until I just grew too tired to say it any longer, my tears stopping as I looked off into the distance. The pain melting away, and flowing back into the abyss with which it belonged.
"I'll never let you go," Nightmare Rarity said, shifting slightly, hoof running down the length of my back. "I promise you."
There was no pain now, just she and I. In our private heaven. It was something that really no one but ourselves could feel, or even comprehend. But as long as we had one another, it would always be apart of us.
I walked in slowly, my heart feeling like something was twisting it into a knot, my head a jumbled mess. When I entered the living room Nightmare Rarity looked up at me from whatever book she was reading, raising a brow at me. Her sapphire eyes, her beautiful stare seeing through me and to my soul knew that something was wrong. Her long horn aglow, she set the book down as I approached, the urge overtaking every inch of me. I had to. I had to make the pain in me stop or it'd never end.
I enveloped her in a hug, my heart swelling as my hands gripped her shoulders, feeling the soft fur against my skin and the gentle tickle of her mane, the star like glinting stunning as ever. I felt my eyes well, tears thick and hot running down my cheeks. My body shuddering softly.
"Michael, please, what's wrong?" Her beautiful voice reached my ears, a hoof stroking the back of my head and down to my back, feeling my tears run onto her shoulder.
"Please don't let me go. Please don't let me go." I whispered aloud, repeating those words over and over again as though it were a survival mantra. Her forelegs hugged me tighter as I spoke, I couldn't tell what her facial expression was, either one of worry or calm resolution. Knowing her it was the second. I held like she was my lifeline.
I repeated my sentence until I just grew too tired to say it any longer, my tears stopping as I looked off into the distance. The pain melting away, and flowing back into the abyss with which it belonged.
"I'll never let you go," Nightmare Rarity said, shifting slightly, hoof running down the length of my back. "I promise you."
There was no pain now, just she and I. In our private heaven. It was something that really no one but ourselves could feel, or even comprehend. But as long as we had one another, it would always be apart of us.