We just started talking again, and I realized how much I miss having you in my life. Even though we've been broken up for almost four months now (really?), we're still on the same wavelength about almost everything. We still have the same sense of humor, the same interests, heck, we even had the same exact response to that ninja card in 1000 Blank Cards. But I know that I'll always want more than friendship from you, so for as long as you can't give that to me, I have to stay away. I hope you're happy with your life right now. I'm having a good time too, but I still want you around--things were just more fun with you. And I miss how safe I felt with you. I know our relationship wasn't perfect, and you got scared because the butterflies went away before you were ready to commit. But our relationship was good. With a few tweaks (mostly just both of us being ready for each other) it could have been great.
I'm glad we're talking a little bit; I hope it turns into more. Whenever I see you, there's still that weird connection--you still watch me at parties and hear everything I say, no matter how quietly. And you still take care of me however I'll let you, and help me with whatever I ask you to.
I'm sorry I didn't fall in love with you until after the break-up; you knew I couldn't until circumstances changed, but the change took too long for you, I guess. And I'm sorry for falling in love with you now. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it. So for now I'll just keep my distance until you're ready for me.
I wish so much I could tell you this. I miss you. I love you. But I'll just tell you that work is going well, and I just read a book that you would like. I hope you stopped worrying.