I still love you, I really do. But I love myself more. It’s not working out, and I know you can see it as well. Our relationship can ruin my whole personality, and I don’t want that. It’s a good bye.
You were my first in so many ways, and I hate you have to be the last. Let’s disassociate ourselves from each other for some time. You’ve always been good to me, and I’ll always respect you.