But I won’t cry. Cause I know I’ll never be lonely

“Come on baby, don’t cry.”
“Don’t cry?! What kind of bull shit is that Kurt?! You’re leaving me! The love of my life is leaving me and I’m not supposed to cry! How are you not crying?” Blaine chokes out on a sob.
Kurt gently takes Blaine’s hands, “I’m not crying, because I’m not leaving. My heart, my love, all the biggest part of me, is staying here with you. And I’m taking your heart, your love, and the biggest part of you with me, so I know I’ll never be lonely.”
Blaine buried his face in Kurt’s neck, “I don’t want you to go. I can’t let us be over.”

I can hear those echoes in the wind at night. Calling me back in time

As Kurt lies awake at night, he can hear it all in his head. Every word ever said between himself and Blaine. Every ‘I love you’. Every promise. Every single thing he’d ever heard come out of Blaine’s mouth. He hasn’t slept since he left. Knows he never will. Because no matter what he told Blaine, he’s so lonely it cuts him straight to the core. He feels an aching for the loss like he’s never felt before. There is no pain that could compare to the one he is feeling right now, has been feeling all these past months.

The thought of it makes me smile. You are my tomorrow

Most days, Blaine doesn’t know how he’ll get by. He rarely participates in life these days. Hardly ever sees the point. The only thing that keeps him rolling over and getting dressed in the morning is thoughts of Kurt. Kurt. Kurt. Kurt. Thoughts of Kurt that fill his head every single minute of the day, so much so that classes have ceased to mean anything. They are just another useless hour of his day where he wallows in his heart ache, thinking of the man that had to leave him behind. The man that left him broken and bleeding. The man that...took his heart with him when he left. The man that had told him over and over again he’d never say goodbye to Blaine. And then when he left, he had promised.

I’ll See you again, oh. This is not where it ends. I will carry you with me, oh. Till I see you again

And Blaine was truly carrying a part of Kurt with him and vice versa. Kurt felt so empty. So hollow everyday. He didn’t have anything left to feel emotions with. When something funny occurred, all he could do was sit and watch. On the off chance he was roped into watching a Rom Com, he could not bring himself to ‘aww’ and coo at all the gooey parts. He felt so empty, yet not in a light way. More like everything that had been taken from him, his love, his heart, his sense of ever-growing joy, his passion, his everything, had all just been replaced by lead weights. He wanted desperately for someone to come along and lift the weights off his shoulders. And he knew no one ever would.

Sometimes I feel my heart is breaking. But I stay strong and I hold on cause I know. I’ll see you again
It was seven years later. Kurt was on the brink. The razor blade on his vanity was looking more and more tempting. Each time he put on a belt he could picture how easily it would hang from the rafters. When the guards came to collect him, he could think all too easily about just taking the gun from their holsters and pointing it towards his own head. When he bathed, he would dip under and hold his breath, each time coming closer and closer to never resurfacing.

One morning as he was shaving, he nicked his jaw. And as he saw the brilliant red blossom and flow down his neck, he drew the razor blade down his neck, falling the droplets of crimson he pondered briefly what it would be like to press a little harder. Be a little more firm in the pressure. He could already see faint impressions on his neck. So close to his jugular. Just a little harder

Wait.
No.
Blaine.
Have to get back.

Kurt could suddenly find the strength to put the razor blade down, and his mind was whirling. Half of him wondering if he had really just done that, the other half aching with a need to get back to Blaine. Before long he was formulating a plan to get out. Maybe it was a little dramatic, but it was going to have to work.

All went according to plan.
When laundry came along, he was able to pay off the the cart pusher.
He tried not to squeak in pain as he was hefted painfully into the back of the laundry truck.
He felt every tiny crack and pot hole in the ride, and it was slowly inducing a migraine.
But he focussed on his plan.
As the truck stopped and the cart was pulled out of the back, Kurt tensed to move.
With the finesse that only years of dancing can give you, Kurt was pushing out of the cart, somersaulting in mid-air and landing on the grass already on his feet and making tracks.
He heard shouts of surprise, but not sounds of pursuit.
Not even daring to look back, he embraced the pain of his bare soles slamming into the ground.
He ran.
And he ran.
And he ran some more.
It was long before he stopped.
And when he did, it was outside a coffee shop.
He patted his pockets, pulling out a crumply five dollar bill he’d managed to swipe from the Bastard.
Hoping no one noticed his lack of shoes (really what had he been thinking?) he stepped in, and got in line.

Sometimes I feel my heart is breaking. But I stay strong and I hold on

Kurt could feel his feet aching, but he was going to keep going. He was getting his damn coffee and then he was finding Blaine. He would not let that day so many years ago be the end. He had promised, and everything be damned, he was keeping that promise.

Kurt was lost in thought and took and unconscious step forward, colliding with the man in front of him, “Sorry,” Kurt muttered. “S’ok,” the man replied, glancing over his shoulder. And then Kurt saw the man. Really saw the man. And then Kurt was roughly gathering him in his arms, bringing him to Kurt’s chest in the space of a millisecond and screaming, “Blaine!” Before really stopping to think about it. Blaine looked shocked but then was bringing Kurt’s lips to his and trying to say his name at the same time. They kissed languidly (in the middle of a coffee shop no less) until pulling apart with a pop, and Blaine gasped, “Kurt?! But what---how? I thought--I thought I’d never see you again.” Kurt placed his hands on either side of Blaine’s face, “I’ve just escaped. I’ve been running since this morning. I just stopped here--just for a second and--” Blaine cut him off with another kiss, pulling back and murmuring once more, “I thought I’d never see you again.” Kurt simply replied, “I told you that that wasn’t where it ends. Where us ends. And it wasn’t. I promised I would never say goodbye to you, and I won’t.”

Blaine beamed up at Kurt, pulling him out of the line, “I can’t believe that you’re here.” Kurt grinned, “Please do. Because I am. And I want to be with you--if--if you’ll still have me.” Blaine crushed Kurt to his chest, “Yes. Of course I’ll have you. It’s always been you Kurt--there’s never been anyone else.” Kurt buried his face in Blaine’s curls, “You sap.” Blaine chuckled, “You love it.” Kurt inhaled deeply, “I do.”

Said goodbye, turned around
And you were gone, gone, gone
Faded into the setting sun,
Slipped away
But I won’t cry
Cause I know I’ll never be lonely
For you are the stars to me,
You are the light I follow

I’ll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again

I can hear those echoes in the wind at night
Calling me back in time
Back to you
In a place far away
Where the water meets the sky
The thought of it makes me smile
You are my tomorrow

I’ll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again

Sometimes I feel my heart is breaking
But I stay strong and I hold on cause I know
I’ll see you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, yeah yeah

I’ll See you again, oh
This is not where it ends
I will carry you with me, oh
Till I see you again
Till I see you again,
Till I see you again,
Said goodbye turned around
And you were gone, gone, gone.

There song played in the background. Unheard by all but the two lovers in the room. Reunited. Seeing each other again, like the song promised they would.