Dear Harry,
I've been dreaming about you these past few nights. About the first time we met, the first time we went out on a date. Remember when you brought me to that cute little restaurant down the lake? I can't believe that's been five years ago, you were eighteen and I was sixteen.
But I also have nightmares, you didn't come home. It's been only two weeks, but I'm so worried.
I miss you.
I love you.
Come home....
Yours forever.
