*beep* "Hey, Blaine, it's me. Kurt, that is, if that wasn't obvious. I don't really know what to say. I think I just really wanted to hear your voice, but I guess I won't since I am kind of just talking to myself here. You couldn't just answer could you? I guess not. I'm not sure I would, either, if it was the other way around. We share the blame of what happened, and you have the right to hate me as much as I have the right to hate you. But the things is, I guess, that I don't. I don't hate you, Blaine, I fucking love you and I can't stop even though I try. That night was the biggest mistake of my life, and I wake up every day wishing it was just a nightmare and that you are still sleeping next to me. Do you know how huge our bed is when you're alone in it? I shouldn't have said the things that I said to you, I know that. And you said things that you said, either, but you probably know that too. I know you're having a tough time at work right now, so am I, but I wish we could try supporting each other instead of fighting. It was such a stupid argument, after a week of other stupid arguments both at home and at work, and I just had to scream at someone. I am sorry it was at you. I think that's it, Blaine. That is what I've been trying to say through all this ramble. I am sorry. I am so very sorry. And I..." *klick* "Kurt?" "Blaine?" "I'm sorry too."
