first of all i just want to say that i am only seventeen but i dont want you to think that im some ridiculous school girl with a silly crush, i am a mature person and please dont doubt the honesty of my feelings because they have been with me for six years now.

well my story goes something like this.
six years ago (i was 11) i met the most amazing person i have ever met and i fell in love and he loved me back. it was pretty instantaneous i dont know how but i just knew i loved him and he told me everyday that he adored me through amazing poems and love letters. he can write so well! no 11 year old should be able to write that well! we were together for over a year but we went to different high schools and i dont have a good reason but i ended it. it was the hardest thing ive ever done and i cried for weeks because all i wanted was to stay friends and i was so unsure that i was doing the wrong thing. i believed it was the right thing to do at the time and i believed that i had moved on. he wasnt coping well in hindsight. he still called me at least once a week. as time went by i began to struggle with moving on too. ive had one boyfriend and several crushes but each of them i always compared to him. about a year after we broke up he moved to canada (i live in australia). thankfully we still kept in contact, talking online for hours whenever we could. i think about a year and a half ago we had a really deep conversation about us. he was getting a bit 'teary'and sent me a song and sed it would explain everything. it did but i didnt realise it until recently. it made me realise that at the time he sent it he was still in love with me, like i was with him. but it was a long time ago but now that i know this i am in absolute agony.last year i gave up on moving on and decided there was no point cos he was always in my thoughts. i think about him several times a day, always when i wake up and when i go to sleep. so i've decided to fly to him to tell him how i feel and ask him if he will ever have those feeling for me again. i figure that the only way i could ever move on is if i hear it straight from him that he can never love me. i worked my butt off everyday and night during summer and earned the amount i needed to get a flight there and now in june i am flying all the way there by myself to tell him exactly how i feel. i am absolutley terrified but so excited at the same time. the fact is i cannot live without him and frankly i would love to grow old with him.
i just want to know your thoughts and ANY advice you can give me from experience cos im only seventeen and im not one who usually takes a huge jump like this.
also...im going for three weeks so when do u think i should tell him. im hoping for the 'right' moment but well theres no guarantee of that.
thankyou