It’s not that I didn’t love him, it’s just that I loved the adventure more. We had been dating for more than 2 years now but college was about to end and while he was already planning “our next chapter”, I was ready to grab a backpack and see the world. I really did enjoy the time with him and if I was the housewife type I would most definitely still be with him, but I’m not. There won’t ever be a better time to experience what this crazy, big, fantastic world got to offer. While he offered to wait for me, I just wanted to be independent and not owe anything to anyone, so I broke up with him and honestly I’m feeling to relieved. World, here I come.
