I’ve always wished you the best of luck in anything you do. You’ve been there for me over and over and this time, like always. I’m here for you.
I have a feeling that something is wrong. You hid something from me that should have been said sooner. And I really hope that things are different.
I hope that you don’t turn back and repeat the past. It can never be the same either way. What happened then wasn’t good for you. Nor is it now.