They say if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything. But I've run out of nice things to say to you. It's time for me to stop lying and pretending and start being real. And that might mean I'm not always nice. It's my turn. After all of this, I deserve to be selfish for a moment and let all of this off my chest.
I loved you. I have for years, and I'm afraid I always will. Your first love just isn't something that goes away. But you lied and manipulated, and played all kinds of games. And I'm saying no. I can finally say no. I can't put myself through it anymore, and I shouldn't have to. It's not fair. Everything isn't just about you. Your actions affect those that are around you, and I can't take it any longer. I'm not going to be your way out, and I'm not going to let you use me. Find someone else.