A/N: see previous chapter for an explanation of this drabbley mess. I am leaving it IN-complete simply because I have the strangest feeling that there may be more people wanting to speak at this "virtual hypothetical wedding", if indeed it is a wedding. It can be whatever you the reader wishes it to be.

Except a pony.

Or cake.

But other things are fine.

Blaine Anderson

You are my best friend.

I spent far too long fooling myself that that is all we were.

But when you think about it, that simple fact IS the best part of us.

You are my FRIEND.

When I need someone to listen to me, or to tell me the truth, or to lie to me, or to get me out of an attack of the blahs, or to stop me from trying to fly too high, or to raise me up, I know that YOU will always be there to be my friend.

I swear that I will always be your friend too.

You are my BEST friend.

You tell me that when I sing to you, it touches your heart. But that's a given, because everything I feel or sing or say comes from there first anyway.

From YOUR heart.

I promise that I will always listen to you, my heart, that I will always treat it, and you with respect, honour and love.

I promise that whenever I hurt you, my heart, and we both know that we can hurt each other so easily, I promise that we will ALWAYS talk about it, I will always be open to you and I will never, never let you wonder about or doubt my depth of feeling and affection for you.

I promise you that I will always be your safe place, your warm hug, your sunlit sanctuary, just the way you will always be mine.

People think that OUR song is Teenage Dream, but we both know it isn't.

You are so much MORE than a dream. You are the reality that I build my whole world on.

You are stronger than the strongest steel, more fierce than a thousand divas.

When I start to drown in your eyes – so like the ocean on a stormy day – I know that it is safe for me to let go and float in you, because you are that which makes me MORE than I am, and makes me ALL that I know I can be.

We are not two souls becoming one here; we are two souls choosing to travel a path together.

And however smooth or rocky our path becomes I know that because we have TWO sets of legs and eyes and minds and hearts – we are TWICE as likely to walk it successfully.

And one day I know that we will turn, and look back along that path, and see how well we have walked it together, and then we will smile at each other, and turn, and take a few more steps.

And I can't wait to see where that path will lead us.