3rd of August

You know what I just realized?

Blaine will be gone soon. It’s only a couple of weeks left. A couple of weeks and he’ll be off to New York.

Because even though my dreams might be dead, his surely isn’t. And I’m so happy that’s the case. Because if his dreams would’ve somehow died out too, that would be… devastating to me.

He’s always been so passionate. Even more than the old me sometimes to be honest.

Blaine will make it big one day. I’m sure of it. I don’t know how, I can just… feel it, almost.

But that’s going to happen in New York.

That’s going to happen with me still being a prisoner in my own body, right here. Stuck in Lime, Ohio. Because let’s face it; I’m never going to leave this place.

Not alive anyway.

But if you’re to believe in souls, who knows what mine will do once I’m dead? Who knows what adventures it will go on? Maybe it’ll travel to New York and watch Blaine perform on Broadway?

I’ve always felt like we’re connected. On a very… different level. And maybe, if you like, you can explain it like we’re soulmates. So then, maybe, my soul will somehow live on, attached to Blaine, ones I’m not here anymore? I’d like to hope so, even though it sounds so weird.

‘Cause I don’t want my life to end quite yet, but at the same time I know I won’t stay here for much longer. I’m not strong enough.