An Open Letter

You don't know who I am yet. But I'm that girl. You know...the one. I dance across your dreams at night, and I make you wake up with a smile on your face. You see me out of the corner of your eye sometimes, but when you turn your head to look at me full-on, I'm gone. I'm an escape artist, flitting around the outskirts of your world, close enough to feel, but too far to touch. Someone somewhere decided that you and I are it. The yin-yang combo, the two halves, the whole, the completeness we've been looking for.

Ready when you are.