Blaine stood up and walked to the front of the choir room. He coughed nervously.
“Hi.” He mumbled eventually. “I just wanted to sing this. For Kurt. My boyfriend. Because he’s about six hundred miles away from me right now, only it feels about six million. I feel so lost without him, because for the past two years we’ve been inseparable, and now I’m having to learn how to be alone. How to be in a long distance relationship. And it sucks. It really sucks. I just miss him all the time. Every single minute of the day. I miss just being near him. He’s-he’s my other half and sometimes it feels like I can’t breathe because he’s so far away. And we skype and phone and I’m planning to visit soon, but it’s not enough. Not for us. Everything just feels so right when we’re together. I’m counting down the days until this year is over, because the truth is, I’m not at home unless I’m with him.” Blaine took another deep breath. “So this song is for Kurt Hummel; my boyfriend, my best friend, and my saviour. Because without him there’s no way I’d be standing here, breathing. No way in hell.”
Ain’t no sunshine when he’s gone