AN: Hey guys, I haven't written in a while, this one is me trying to get my hand in. Let me know what you think? I apologise if Kurt is a bit out of character but I used the song as a prompt not sure if it works? I might continue it later using more songs if they match up.
Song used is 'Better Sorry Than Safe' By Halestorm.
Disclaimer: None of the Characters or Lyrics used in this Fic belong to me. I am not making a profit out of this work, it is merely for the entertainment of myself and other likeminded fans.
Blaine.
I've been thinking about this for months.
Leaving.
I lie in your arms every night, awake. I can't sleep when you're with me; preoccupied by thoughts of packing up and walking out our front door. I go to work in the morning; search apartment listings on the subway. Looking for my way out.
There's no reason for it. No reason to think it, let alone plan it. Theres nothing wrong with our relationship, you know that as well as I do. We've been happy together, comfortable after a year of sharing an apartment. A year of living together. Too comfortable. There's no fire left in our relationship, no passion. We burned out.
Remember when we got engaged? Even though we agreed it would be a long engagement I was planning our wedding, filling my scrapbooks with ideas. I threw them out last month. We are trapped by our engagement Blaine. We tied ourselves down too soon. Too young.
Sometimes I wish you cheated on me,
Then leaving here would be so easy,
It's time to take a chance and give you up.
I got an offer today, from Isabelle. The final push I suppose. A full time position with Vogue; in Paris. I accepted, flights are booked for next week and Vogue is arranging everything for me in Paris. Time to close my eyes and leap, catch the future I know is waiting for me.
I'm sorry Blaine.
I need room to breathe, to spread my wings and fly into the sun.
Goodbye.
Kurt
There's nothing left to say,
Better sorry than safe.
