Hey old friend.
Look, I know I've been ignoring you for a few weeks now. You've been consistently pursuing me, leaving notes, calling day and night, and I am so grateful for your faithfulness. Please know I never want to ignore you like this.
That being said, I have to let you know that I just don't have time for you. I could maybe squeeze you in on Friday evening for a few hours, or anytime between March nineteenth and the twenty-second. But besides that, we might have to put off hanging out until the summer. Now, I know that seems like a really long time, but health and I have been really happy together and I don't want to screw things up now after all this time.
I know you understand. Please know that I think of you with each cup of tea and downing of obscene amounts of vitamin C. I would appreciate it if you would heed this note and give me a little space. My table neighbors in the library are judging the throat-clearing noise I keep making on your behalf.
We'll talk soon, I'm sure.