Melissa, just wanted to let you know for the messages, it wasn't easy. Lately you haven't been replying, perhaps you have blocked me, this may well be the last time I can ever message you.

Struggled against myself a few dozen times, before gathering to courage to send them to you, because I'd know you are afraid of people flirting with you, and from your Korean whatsapp statuses, you'd still be in the ripples of your past relationship.

I really wish to know more about you, everything about you. Your adventures, your culture, your thoughts, your humble and persistent pursuit for your own desires. It all amazes and enchants me.

You cannot imagine how happy I was when you ask me to be your acquaintance to study English, thought the voluntary summer classes would be a good way we may work together, to get to know just a little more about you, at least as friends for the moment, if I shall have your permission.

Although it is too late, it makes me happy to be able to say that to you. My heart is sincere, and I am not a man that can just going along with any other girls. I hope it deserves your reply.

Revised

Dear Melissa,

Recalling the chatters we had on love letters, I have been thinking of writing one to you, but it is not easy for me because I worry how you would read this letter.

Every time when we chat on whatsapp and facebook, I feel like speaking a foreign language - Emojis and short sentences employed to continue the conversation, conceal the truthful intent yet hoping that they would earn your swift reply. You cannot imagine the happiness your words would bring to me, be it whatever, whenever, wherever, however.

I am attracted to you, and my heart grows fond of you as time goes by. Drawn not only to your beauty, but also your humble and persistent effort in pursuing what your heart desires, the width of your horizon having lived and spoken of many countries' cultures, it all fascinates me.

To me you are a dream, Greek sculpture craved out of the finest pearl, silver and ivory, Pygmalion's ideals coming to life. I desire you be a part of my life, and shall dream to be a part of your life too.

In our conversation you would often show caution and doubts over your past relationship, and it is not my wish to tarnish thy memory. Rather, I am fearful that my confession would trouble your mind, since you are still uncertain of the things in your life at this very moment. I would only hope to accompany you in your worry times, just being there next you, letting you know that someone is always around.

That would be all I hope for, and my heart desires nothing more.

Yours,

Andrew

Think it's probably good time to draft another love letter

Dear Melissa,

Recalling the chatters we had on love letters, I have been thinking of writing a love letter to you, yet when reading again the love letter collections possessed, it is indeed difficult to to gain inspirations from the ones written by great men and women of their times.

Since they were often already lovers, often their sentiments were exaggerating and their affection too deep . For a confession and prayer like mine, the classics may offer no guidance. In our turbulent times, taking oneself too serious is not recommendable, of which our words and desires, can never be proportion to the time and sentiments we share. I am unsure whether this letter qualifies as such.

Every time when we chat on whatsapp and facebook, I feel like speaking a foreign language - Emojis and shallow sentences employed to continue the conversation, conceal the truthful intent yet hoping that they would earn your swift reply.

The confession is forced out of me: I am attracted to you. Drawn not only to your beauty, but also your humble and persistent effort in pursuing what your heart desires. It is also rare for a girl to be fluent in various languages, having dream to travel around the world. To me you are perfect, the sweetest dream of men, a companion to share the rest of my life, and shall only hope that one day I shall also be desired by you.

In our conversation you often show caution and doubts over your past relationship, and it is not my wish to tarnish your memory. Rather, I am fearful that my confession would trouble your mind, since you are still uncertain of the things in your life at this very moment. I would only hope to accompany you in your worry times, just being there next you, knowing that someone is around.

Dare not say I love you, for love is yet to be a proper word to be spoken and written of. Nevertheless, my heart is fond of you and would hope to be your boyfriend to know more about you, about us. For "to like" is to be frivolous, but "to love" is to be restraining, at the very least may I pray that this letter have not brought you much trouble.

Yours,
Andrew

It's easy when people have to work with you, but as time goes by, for example when I want to start my own voluntary service scheme, you need to persuade people to work with you, and people really have to like you to volunteer their time with you. There is really no right and wrong, you'd just have to play by their rules if you want their help.