March 29, 2026

Dear Babe,

Today, I am choosing to let you go.

It hurts more than I can explain, but I need to respect your decision—and I need to respect myself.

I would have gone miles just to see you, just to fix things between us. But I won’t, because I don’t want to cross a boundary you’ve already made clear.

What hurts the most is how everything we built over four years can end like this. Maybe you fell out of love. Maybe there’s someone else. I don’t know. What I do know is that I wasn’t ready. I never prepared myself for a life without you because I truly believed you were the one.

It feels like you were ready for this day, and I wasn’t.

And that’s what makes it harder.

I begged you to stay. I gave everything I could. But you still chose to leave. And maybe that means you didn’t love me the same way I loved you.

I won’t lie—it hurts so much. Some days it feels unbearable. I feel lost, like I don’t know what to do or where to go from here. You were my world… and a part of me still sees you that way.

But even with all this pain, I am choosing to let you go.

Not because I stopped loving you,

but because I have to start choosing myself too.

I love you.

Goodbye.