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Hi, Jesse.

You know by now that I’m… crap when it comes to talking about how I feel. Putting it politely. But I had a word with a friend of yours, and they told me that it might help if I write it down. Hence why you’re reading this now, provided it’s not been stolen or anything. Wouldn’t put it past some people.

I really appreciate having you around, you know? You’re always there to keep my head above water, to rein me in when I go off the rails. Whenever you’re around, the world gets a little brighter. Yeah, sure, it’s all cliché as hell, but you’re getting me to the point where I actually believe enough in true love to drop them. You just have that effect on me. And long may it continue.

I love you, Jesse. More than anything. I’ll be telling you that a lot one way or another, but hey, it’s in writing…!

Yours,

Tom