Dear Blaine,

A few years ago I said I would never speak to you again. I thought you were being selfish and stupid and immature but guess what? I was the stupid one. Everything you said about me not being totally "in" the relationship anymore? Well you were right, I just didn't want to see it.

You see, I've met someone. And the reason I am telling you is 1) To let you know that you were right and that I am sorry for my rash behaviour regarding our breakup, I know you like to be right so I'm telling you that you were. And 2) To inform you about me and my present partner, someone you know very well I believe.

This is never going to be easy to say so I guess it's best just to come out with it, right?

It's Sebastian. I know, how crazy? But I've kind of been blown over by what he's like now, when he's set on wooing me and not my boyfriend. Things are pretty serious too, the L word has escaped his lips and even talks of marriage though he is only hinting at the moment.

Of course I'm twenty six now, and a grown man. You know I'm on Broadway now, yes? I was told you came to see me, I wish you'd been the one to tell me and not Finn. I wish I could have seen you and told you all of this before but I can't face coming to England, Blaine, not just to tell you this. If you want to meet up sometime, I will come see you then. But only if you want to.

I feel really strange, writing like this with so much fear. We lost our virginities to each other, Blaine, we were each other's first real relationship. I loved you and I think a part of me will always love you. I want us to be friends, at least that.

We live together now, Sebastian and I. I hear that you have a partner too, though Finn didn't tell me what he was called. He says you look good together. I wish I'd gone with him to London to see you perform, it was petty now I think about it.

Obviously you heard he and Rachel broke up, it's safe to say that Rachel is glad they didn't get married, I don't think she could have dealt with a divorce. Her and Sebastian get on very well, firing insults off each other seems to lessen the other's stress. Whether it's Seb's writing or Rachel's performing, one of them is usually stressed. I seem the only level headed one, I swear. Well, apart from Finn but how can you be any more level headed than him?

I really hope we can meet again Blaine, I'd like to apologise for my foolishness in person and maybe you could bring along your- sorry I still don't know his name. I'd like to meet him. I'm happy you're doing well.

I'm really am sorry, Blaine.

Your friend, always,

Kurt.