I had the courage to break up with you. We've been together for four years, and I love you; I really do. But I want to go out and experience life. You were my first love, and I want to be free. I wish I could tell you, but it would only hurt your feelings and I know you wouldn't come back.
The idea of being with someone else is exciting. However, the idea of you being with someone else bothers me; I don't think I could stand having you look at someone the way you do me, or hold someone, or love someone else.