Dear Girl who sat across the aisle from me at the Notebook preview last night, who spent act one sobbing, then laughing, then sobbing, chugging red wine, shouting YES at moments you knew, whispering secrets to your boyfriend, drinking more, singing along with songs you were just hearing for the first time, who then spent act 2 COMPLETELY ASLEEP while holding your third glass of wine, so asleep that your boyfriend had to hold you to keep you from falling into the aisle, only to wake up just before the ending, pretending like you’d been awake the entire time, to squeeze out some last tears and hold your hand up like you were praying at church, I WROTE THIS FOR YOU, IT’S ALL FOR YOU.