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For alwaysremberme

Dear Kurt

I don’t know how to start this letter .A Letter. I’ve never written letters to you. I mean real long letters, when I stumble over every word, trying to find the right one, but still I write them all at once.

Kurt, I miss you. And you know it. You’ve estranged yourself from me, you’ve lost interest in me. Maybe you don’t say that directly, but I feel it in the way you communicate and express your emotions (even if I barely see your face anymore). You know, I feel this way. At some point, it thought I had you back, the same funny, adorable Kurt whom I’d met under strange circumstances. But it lasted only a day or less… it seemed an eternity to me, because I was very glad that I could see you again, the person I loved. No, I love you! Now! I love and you’ll always have a place in my heart, because I know you and you know me. We share our little secrets, we both love music and we support each other through difficult times. I still remember our conversations, when I hear familiar sounds of music we love. But because of you words mean a lot more to me than a melody itself. You often asked me for help if you had problems with understanding the lyrics, although I’ve always thought that you knew exactly what they meant and you just wanted to talk to me. Am I wrong?

All these time I’ve been trying to convince myself that you just had such a period in your life, and because of it you didn’t want to talk to anyone, so I was waiting. All these weeks I've been waiting for any sign that you wanted to continue our communication, but you were indifferent , occasionally giving me a positive emotion that made me believe that everything would get better.

It’s been a month, right? Maybe two. I don’t remember, to be honest. I'm trying to forget for how long you’ve been so cold to meFor some reason, it seemed like you were so distanced from everyone, but now I can see that you communicate with lots of people, smiling at them and I'm still waiting. Probably I hurt you somehow, but how is it possible that I didn’t even notice it? I’m sorry, but I really don’t know what I’ve done wrong. I’m truly sorry.

Sorry.

I apologize too much, you told me so, and I know this habit of mine annoys you. I’m sorry. And again, I can’t stop it, because I need to apologize for every apology for every ‘I’m sorry’ I’ve said. It already annoys you, I know, I’m sorry again. I just can’t stop apologizing, I feel guilty.

Do you remember the words that you were telling me, when you were that Kurt, Kurt I loved? You're still the same I just don’t know yet what I’ve done wrong. Those words… I’ll keep them forever. I remember how you helped me that day, and this day was more better from that moment. When I re-read these words, I cry. And you know that, because those words are incredible and amazing. I've always liked each line you wrote, it’s worth quoting, really, it is. The last line you’d written was the end of me cause it said that you were always happy to see me and that you looked forward to our meetings and conversations, no matter what topic I would choose. You said I was flirting a lot, and it confused you. You are charming. I’ve always thought you were charming and sweet. I still do.

It's really hard to finish the letters though I didn't write anything. Anything at all. And this doesn't describe also a third part of my feelings. I miss you so much. But I know I can't make that Kurt come back to me - that Kurt who associates with summer morning. Kurt who loves tea and ready to sink in it. Kurt who loves animals. Who supported me so much when I was ready to fall. Who comforted me when I cried. Whom I loved so much. And still love.

This letter is just the ocean of my emotions, which I am not able to keep in myself anymore. And just a little sign that you read this will be enough for me. Not tears, not tender emotions or something like that. Just a sign.

Blaine.

Special thanks towillenskraft and coughsyrop

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For alwaysremberme

Dear Kurt

I don’t know how to start this letter .A Letter. I’ve never written letters to you. I mean real long letters, when I stumble over every word, trying to find the right one, but still I write them all at once.

Kurt, I miss you. And you know it. You’ve estranged yourself from me, you’ve lost interest in me. Maybe you don’t say that directly, but I feel it in the way you communicate and express your emotions (even if I barely see your face anymore). You know, I feel this way. At some point, it thought I had you back, the same funny, adorable Kurt whom I’d met under strange circumstances. But it lasted only a day or less… it seemed an eternity to me, because I was very glad that I could see you again, the person I loved. No, I love you! Now! I love and you’ll always have a place in my heart, because I know you and you know me. We share our little secrets, we both love music and we support each other through difficult times. I still remember our conversations, when I hear familiar sounds of music we love. But because of you words mean a lot more to me than a melody itself. You often asked me for help if you had problems with understanding the lyrics, although I’ve always thought that you knew exactly what they meant and you just wanted to talk to me. Am I wrong?

All these time I’ve been trying to convince myself that you just had such a period in your life, and because of it you didn’t want to talk to anyone, so I was waiting. All these weeks I've been waiting for any sign that you wanted to continue our communication, but you were indifferent , occasionally giving me a positive emotion that made me believe that everything would get better.

It’s been a month, right? Maybe two. I don’t remember, to be honest. I'm trying to forget for how long you’ve been so cold to meFor some reason, it seemed like you were so distanced from everyone, but now I can see that you communicate with lots of people, smiling at them and I'm still waiting. Probably I hurt you somehow, but how is it possible that I didn’t even notice it? I’m sorry, but I really don’t know what I’ve done wrong. I’m truly sorry.

Sorry.

I apologize too much, you told me so, and I know this habit of mine annoys you. I’m sorry. And again, I can’t stop it, because I need to apologize for every apology for every ‘I’m sorry’ I’ve said. It already annoys you, I know, I’m sorry again. I just can’t stop apologizing, I feel guilty.

Do you remember the words that you were telling me, when you were that Kurt, Kurt I loved? You're still the same I just don’t know yet what I’ve done wrong. Those words… I’ll keep them forever. I remember how you helped me that day, and this day was more better from that moment. When I re-read these words, I cry. And you know that, because those words are incredible and amazing. I've always liked each line you wrote, it’s worth quoting, really, it is. The last line you’d written was the end of me cause it said that you were always happy to see me and that you looked forward to our meetings and conversations, no matter what topic I would choose. You said I was flirting a lot, and it confused you. You are charming. I’ve always thought you were charming and sweet. I still do.

It's really hard to finish the letters though I didn't write anything. Anything at all. And this doesn't describe also a third part of my feelings. I miss you so much. But I know I can't make that Kurt come back to me - that Kurt who associates with summer morning. Kurt who loves tea and ready to sink in it. Kurt who loves animals. Who supported me so much when I was ready to fall. Who comforted me when I cried. Whom I loved so much. And still love.

This letter is just the ocean of my emotions, which I am not able to keep in myself anymore. And just a little sign that you read this will be enough for me. Not tears, not tender emotions or something like that. Just a sign.

Blaine.

Special thanks towillenskraft and coughsyrop

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