So, Blue, I might not know your name or what you look like, but I know who you are. I know youâre funny and thoughtful. That you choose your words carefully and that theyâre always perfect. And I know that youâve been pretending for so long, itâs hard to believe you can stop. I get it. Like I told you at the very beginning, Iâm just like you. So, Blue, after the play, Friday at 10:00, you know where Iâll be. No pressure for you to show up, but I hope you do. Because you deserve a great love story too. Love, Simon.






















