(A/N): Okay, background is probably necessary. This is after the Blaine/Rachel kiss. Kurt is just so fed up. This may or may not have all been said when under the influence of alcohol. So... yeah, enjoy. Read, review, ENJOY! =D

Disclaimer: Yup. Yup yup yup. I'm pretty sure you know the answer. But you just love to make me say it, so I will...

OF COURSE I DON'T OWN THE FUCKING SHOW!

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I'm not over you. Not even close.

But I'm getting there.

I'm trying to move on.

I'm becoming more independent.

I'm not running to you, crying, smothering you whenever I need advice.

I'm keeping you out of my life.

Please, please, don't think that I'm ignoring you because I want to.

I'm doing it because I have to.

I doubt that you'll notice.

You had no way of knowing how obsessed with you I was... well, am.

I'm not trying to be a bitch by not talking to you.

You just drive me too crazy to be acceptable.

I just... I can't do it anymore.

I was always to one to start a conversation; to keep us talking.

I'm not saying that I won't talk if you do first.

But something tells me that this (probably nonexistent) friendship will fizzle without my efforts.

It needs to be a two-way street.

You obviously have no idea that there is a street, let alone that it's one-way.

You probably wouldn't even want a street.

So... I'm giving up.

I'm stopping the scheming.

I'm trying to stop the dreaming.

Because it's healthier for me, and easier for you.

I'm really not over you. Not even close.

But I'm trying so damn hard to get there.

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(A/N): Yup... just... yup!