I miss you a lot, I wish there wasn’t circumstances that pulled us apart years ago. I wish I returned to you sooner, I wish I confessed faster, but I already reached out platonically. I don’t want to push you away or overwhelm you. I know you’re going through a hard time in life, but part of me wishes I could just spill out my feelings to you. But I’m forcing myself to take it slow for your sake. You liked me romantically back then, so I guess I thought this would be easy, but you barely remember anything. I’m giving you time and space but it pains me that you reply way later. But I already did what I could, and I need to stop blaming myself for not being with you already. The ball is now in your court, so it’s your turn. Even if we don’t get married and have 10 kids or whatever, I at least want to be part of your life again. I’m sorry for coming back at a horrible time.