Oh Tate, where do I begin?
Your cuddles are something I Lust for, your smile is something I picture when I think of heaven.
You aren't just a best friend, you're like a husband because we argue so damn much.
I can't begin to describe how much you mean to me but once I start I'll never stop.
I can just imagine laying beside you with the sun beating down on our backs, sunburnt to bits but we're determined to tan. My arms wrapped around you and we're laughing about the most stupid things.
You always make me grin, laugh and blush because it's one of your many talents that you express easily. Our ridiculous and weird inside jokes that get everyone staring at us. The way you grin and blush at the same time driving me wild, you sure know how to torture me don't you?
I admire you so much for the way you get me through everything, even if I'm wrong.
Is it my imagination?
Why can't I let you go?
When you tell me to tell you I don't care I can't.
I'll never let you go..
I'll be by your side whenever you need to talk.
Always in my heart,
Thank you for everything Tate,
Your Mr Jeremiah Lee Quackles Clementine the third xx
