I let him go. It was a mutual decision. We talked about it maturely, and I didn’t let my emotions get ahead of me. I didn’t split on him. 

We had to let each other go first in order for us to grow better ourselves. We keep triggering each other and it was never good. But we can never resent each other. We still promised that we will see each other again, when we’re both finally doing better. 

I just want to believe that I can get better. It’s a bittersweet feeling to let go of someone you love, because you love them. But sometimes we need to. 