Is it too late to let you know?

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Dear my lotters, " I see you beside me, it's only a dream, vision of what used to be... the laughter the sorrow, pictures in time fading to memories. How could I ever let you go? Is it too late to let you know?" I dunno what is coming over me, but I'm feeling like what is written above. There was this guy I was really good friends with back in college, we were taking up the same course and we were classmates in some subjects. He was a second courser, he was already in his third year of residency in the hospital when he decided to pursue nursing... and this is how we met. He was 13 years my senior but no one can tell because he looked young for his age. He had all the characteristics I have been looking for in a guy. Inspite of being so wealthy he remained humble and kind. He was friendly and was well liked by everyone, hardworking but still have time for family and friends. He was so adaptable, he could easily adapt to different kinds of people no matter what the age is. He was funny, decent and very thoughtful and caring to everyone. He was always a giver and a very good friend. He was all these yet I was blind I didn't see. He'd invite me out at times to dinner or lunch, he was attentive to what I needed and looked for ways to help me with it.When I'd call him to help me with something, even when he was in the middle of his study he'd always have time for me. He was someone who always treated me with respect and he was always a gentleman. When I had an emergency surgery and my parents couldn't be there with me right away, although we had so many school work He stayed hours in my hospital room tending to my needs. He would only go home when I was already asleep. It wasn't that I was always the taker and he the giver. Infact he told me I was the very first person who offered him help when he was new in our department and didn't know a soul.We helped each other until we took the licensure exam. My roommate always told me that she was pretty sure my friend liked me but he didn't have the courage to tell me his feelings. I'd always tell my rommie she was probably imagining things because he was like that to all of our friends in school. That was what I thought. I never even thought for a second he would like me. Not even when during our sophomore year, he dropped by my place and brought me chocolate which he personally made. By now you'd be probably think I was so stupid not to even notice. Yes I never did...because when dropped off the chocolate he told me he gave all of us ( his friends) chocolates.And it would not be so ahrd to believe him because as I've said he was thoughtful and caring to every human being around him. I didn't even notice when in our junior year he invited me out for dinner on valentines day, because we were suppose to be with our other friends but it we ended celebrating valentines by ourselves since our friends was no show. On the second semester of our junior year, I dated someone from another department and we became steady. I should have known by the look on his face when he found out but I didn't really put meaning on his reaction. My then bf had a jealous streak and I had ended up distancing myself from my friends especially my guy friends. I barely exchange text messages with them because that would be world war. I had a lot of break up and make up with my ex, but there was one break up incident that I ran to my friend for the first time and cried. He was consoling and supportive. I never thought I'd make up with my ex, but I did and I didn't tell my friends that. My friend didn't know about the making up thingy. One day after class me and the whole gang ate out and we did have a very good time. It was the first time in a very long time that we bonded again. When it was time to go my friend walked me to the taxi waiting area and waited with me and then all of a sudden he blurted out "i love you"! I was shocked and caught off guard and I didn't see it coming so I said something stupid that I wish I didn't say. I told him to go home and eat perhaps he was just hungry. I quickly said goodbye and hastily jumped into the cab. After that he never mentioned it again. Even when found out about the make up he still stood by me, he was always there when I needed someone even when I didn't ask him. It took me years to realize that he really meant what he said. When I realized I felt like I wanted to scold myself! When I realized I did have feelings for him all those years he was gone. He migrated to another country. We reconnected but lost touch again. He did not answer my emails anymore, I called him long distance and we chatted but he kept bringing up my ex jokingly, I called thrice and he always made mention of my ex. Then we stopped communicating. Right now I feel like asking is it to late to let him know? By the way he is still single, I have not heard that he is dating anyone. I don't have the nerve to tell him anything because I'm scared of what he might say perhaps he has moved on and has buried me in the pages of his past.