I'm writing to you because I have a lot of feelings. I've been pining for you since the 3rd grade, but never mustered up the courage to say. It's been 20 years, and I'm starting to think it's too late.
I know this is a long shot, but I'm hoping you'll get this letter and think about all those sleepovers we had in the 4th grade. Do you remember when we stayed up late watching the stars on the trampoline in the backyard?
I'm not asking for much, just maybe a coffee date to rehash old times. Or, you know, just a "Hey, I'm doing okay, I guess."
Yours (probably), The Unsent Letters Society