Kurt,

I talked to a friend about you today. I'm sorry I screwed things up between us. I'm sorry I created drama. I'm sorry for everything.

Do you remember those times we stayed up until four in the morning, talking quietly on the phone so our parents wouldn't hear? And the time we did it on a school night, and we were so tired the next day, but we couldn't stop smiling at each other? Of course, Santana had noticed, and asked if we'd "finally lost our V-cards." I think Mr. Schue blushed harder than we did.

Or do you remember that time that we were in the woods behind my house, and we found those little white flowers? I remember I just barely stopped you from picking one, because you didn't know it was illegal.

How about that time Rachel threw another party? We'd both decided not to drink, and then the hostess herself decided it was a good idea to start crawling all over me and licking at my face.

You're so cute when you're jealous.

I love you.

Blaine.