When I'm lonely, which is almost every day now, I sing a song for you. I sing "Dream A Little Dream Of Me" just the way Mama Cass did - although I don't do it nearly as well but I'm sure you don't mind.

I think about what you'd look like, how we would make each other laugh until we cried, how we would go on long walks, and have passionate discussions about stuff we cared about. I think about asking you what your favorite food is, so I could make it for you as a gesture of love when you needed it. I think about long drives together, and all of our inside jokes. I think about what it would be like when we first meet, and putting a face and name to the person I've been singing to for the last 3 years. That night in September of 2013 when I was so lonely and heartbroken, at my lowest, I opened my window, looked up at the moon, and sang the song for the first time. I thought about you. I was choking on the words, but I hoped that whoever you are, and wherever you were, you might have looked up at that same moon and heard it.

I can't wait to meet you someday, and I can't wait to tell you that I've been singing to you for so many years.