The Question

Dear You,

Yes, You.  You won't ever read this, because you are presently on a mish mish.

But I'm battling in this brain of mine about things crucially related to you:

Shall I or Shall I NOT write you a letter??

I'm afraid. I don't understand why exactly. 

Is it that You won't write back? 

I already know you won't because you told me so. 

Or maybe it's that you will? 

Yep. I think that's the one.

I don't want to be a burden. I don't want you to waste time on thoughts of me if you don't want them there in your busy missionary mind. I don't want you to feel obligated to write me back. Because you KNOW you don't have to. But all at the same time, I want you to? I guess, amidst all the confusion of meaningless mumblings and mutterings, I'm trying to ask you if you care about me. Even just as a friend?

You know I'll come running if you just ask.

So. I'm still here.

love, me.

And to the Readers:

Please aid me in this decision. Please.  

Am I crazy? Should I risk writing to him?