Baby. You mean so much to me, and I don't want to lose this relationship we've created. I've known for you for over a year, and I really cannot imagine this site without your presence. When you're not online I feel empty and meaningless, you'll never know the amount of adoration I have just for you, and only you. You make me happy and you inspire me to think about things I've never even glanced at. You don't judge me and I don't have to hide anything when I talk to you, and I'm so grateful that I've gotten the chance to love you. You make me smile and cry and you give me butterflies I didn't know existed. I want to kiss you and hold your hand and everytime we talk I wonder how you like me at all, when you're so smart and attractive and confident and I could honestly gush on for hours. I know you don't like lovecringe things and I'm sorry if I over-show my affection sometimes, but all my "I love you"'s are from the heart and I hope I don't annoy you too much.
So. I'm so sorry for judging the people whom you so dearly love through TV shows and the internet. I promise I won't ever call Tommy ??&**&^?% a cracker ever again, and I promise I won't ever disrespect Arianna Grande, and I promise I'll let you be free - and love anyone you want. Whether that be Andrew or Dua, or Peach. I just want you to be happy.
Which is why we're breaking up. I can't be with a person who feels trapped. It'd kill me on the inside, and I'd never ever want you to feel that way. I hope you live a wonderful life and achieve everything you could ever dream for. You're finally free. Goodbye, my love.
