I don't want to fight these tears, so let me sleep for a thousand years -- with each face, I search and search for yours
'please be a lie, please be alive...' I keep saying, but you don't show.
I don't know how I'm breathing, my heart's barely beating
Why'd you go? I can't do this alone
Forever was in your eyes from the moment we said our first rhyme
You knew I'd be yours and you'd be mine, it was only a matter of time
My bed is empty now
My eyes have dried
My heart has died
You see, when you left, you took me too....
how can I be here without you?
Please be a lie, please be alive
I love you, I love you, I love you....
I wrote that above in Lea Michele's perspective. I can't even imagine what she and the rest of his loved ones are feeling at this moment. Just I, a fan, an admirer, a supporter am entirely heartbroken and devastated. Cory was such an important individual in my life - he made my teenage years so special, and filled them with joy. My favorite class, my junior year of high school would spend Wednesdays watching Tuesday's episode of Glee and would just bask in the characters and messages they had to offer. He became a part of the class, and in sense, he became a dear friend. You see, his life message was so empowering and uplifting. He had lived through so much his teenage years and got out of it. He rose above and made something of his talents. He could have settled, but he didn't. He decided he was better than that. When someone can rise above their inner demons, they are a hero in my book. He genuinely cared about the people in his life and his community - he wanted to help people just like him and make a difference. Well, that he did. He made a difference.... he saved lives. Being human is tricky though; one minute, you could be smiling, and then next, dreading life. Only God and he knows the cause of his decision to stop fighting. The external source can read so much into his life, but at the end of the day, what happens behind closed doors, stays there. I didn't know Cory on a personal level - therefore, I can't say with certainty what kind of battles he was dealing with....
but I know Cory was sweet, loving, determined, and ready to start his life.
I'm just utterly torn. I envision poor Lea and lose all my sanity. Lea is so important to me as well, and I know she loved him with every fiber of her being... I can't imagine what it's like to lose the love of your life. The world was rooting for both them and Finchel to live their happily ever after. Glee should be at the end of this discussion, but I cry thinking about the show and how awfully heart-wrenching it's going to be without Finn. Nothing will be the same. Nothing is the same anymore.
This isn't about me at all. I'm hurting, yes....
but it doesn't measure what our world has lost.
I know he's in a much better place, shaking his head at all us torn fans, thinking to himself that we should smile and go on about our lives. He cared more about others than himself...
so, I know he wants nothing but light and love shared amongst us all.
I love you so dearly, Cory....
you being missed is an understatement.
nobody said it was easy..... oh, take me back to the start...
