Do I still love you?
Yes, I still love you, but I’ve moved on.
No, there’s nobody else in the picture (right now). I haven’t had sex with, let alone even kissed, anyone since you. Not to say that there have not been opportunities.
I hadn’t realized how important breaking up with you would be for my own goals. I’m glad for the outcome. I’m free. I admit that I love you, but I am absolutely becoming my own person. I don’t need or want you.
Knowing that feels amazing. Better than any intimate moment we ever had. I feel light as a feather, floating further out of your reach.
We’ve drifted from one another. I am starting to forget your voice, your smile, your touch. I promised my mind will put you far away, and the heart will follow. You were right. I’m absolutely fine (and then some) without you. Good riddance, Nick.