Its ended guys, they're going to live they're lives now, and I know its been like two years but I'm still not over Cory. St. Barry makes so much sense but guys: can we just toy with the idea of what could have been? Finn would have fought for her, surprised her in New York, she would have followed her dreams and been in plays and gone to college with him by her side... They would dreamily melt in each others arms and snuggle, he would have intimately proposed to her after singing her the most lovey song and she would cry and kiss every part if his face and he would hug her like he never wanted to let go. They would have moved back to Lima for a few years, just to check out McKinley, maybe coach the new glee club, go to Nationals, become a family within themselves. Their wedding would have been perfect- her dress would be white and outline her body beautifully, her dark features would make everything look better, he would have been ruggedly handsome in his tux, smiling so wide as she walked down the aisle and she would be crying and overcome with emotion and they would vow to love each other for as long as each shall live, and they would have. But it didn't end up like that, because when we remember how glee ended we remember Finn, and Finchel and devotion and sacrifice and love, the kind of soul mate love that not everyone finds. But it ended with Rachel marrying her best friend-and I'm okay with that, knowing shell be happy and that shell laugh and dance and sing duets with her cocky and quirky hilarious hubby. I'm okay with knowing that they'll have cute little dark-haired babies with curly hair and big noses and that their lives will always be filled with success and love and happiness. But it doesn't mean I don't forget what could have been... RIP Cory Monteith, Finn Hudson