I've never had a breakup end this way before. He's moving away for work and we're ending things with nothing but love and respect. All of my other breakups had something to be mad at (even if it was something small to hate on) which makes moving on a bit easier. This time I'm just so incredible sad because it's no one's fault and we have nothing but love between us. Our relationship was the first unselfish love I've ever felt, because I know this move is the best thing for him and can't wait to see where this takes him in life. All of my sadness stems from me being selfish and in the end I know I'll be okay.