So, due to this story's amazing popularity (and I thank you for that from the bottom of my heart) I plan to make it a short story; maybe around seven or even ten chapters. If I decide to make it longer, I'll tell you, and I'll also change the summary! :)
Finn Hudson, I have learned, is a very rude person.
He stole my paper.
My paper.
Not his, but mine. Mine, and no one else's.
But…he stole it. And he read it. More then once.
So he is rude.
But strangely, I don't really mind that he stole my paper…my poem.
My poem. My heart-and-soul baring poem. Mine, not his, but mine.
Why would he do that? He knew it was mine, and it didn't belong to him.
I only have one explanation: He is rude. Very rude.
And guess what else he did? He gave Sam my paper to read. And Kurt. And Quinn.
And it made me…angry.
Angry…that's a feeling, right?
If I feel angry…then I can't be unfeeling, right? Right? Right?
Right now, I feel like the world is going on around me, carrying on normally day-to-day…
But I just…can't.
Maybe that's partly why I almost jumped. And then decided not too. And then slipped and fell.
He gave me back my paper, and said I should share it with you.
Do you want to hear it?
You won't tell anyone, will you? You have been here the whole time.
Okay, here goes everything:
In my lifetime
I have learned
That everything we do; every incident we experience…
Each and every one…
Is a piece.
A piece, to the puzzle that is our life.
Some pieces are pointy.
Some are smooth.
Each is different.
Some are pieces we learn from,
Some are pieces we enjoy.
Memories. Reminiscences.
But some pieces
Are hard.
They can be unbearably hard.
And those pieces
Cut us.
Deep.
And they hurt too.
They do not
And will never
Fit into our puzzle that is our life.
You can try your hardest
To forget them.
You can banish them to the farthest place in your mind.
But remember, those pieces…
They are hard.
Unbearably hard.
And they cut us, deep.
So those pieces, they are strong too.
So they are hard to forget.
Sometimes, those pieces…
They are not your fault.
They are no one's fault.
And will never be yours.
Make those pieces
Learning pieces
If you can.
Because even though those pieces
Are not
And will never be
Your fault
They are hard
To erase.
So, keep them.
Keep them close.
And look at them often.
Because those pieces
They are learning pieces
In disguise.
