I woke up late on sunday and did the usual. Computer. Lunch. TV. I started thinking about what I am doing here in Manizales and felt a bit depressed. I really enjoy the time that I spend with her. We have fun, laugh, and I really really like her. However, I really do not enjoy myself in Manizales when we are not together. It’s a nice little city but there is not so much to do after a week.
The problem is that she started her next semester of university the next day, making her really busy. The relationship would definitely work well if I were also attending school and had my group of friends because I would be as busy as well. Unfortunately, I have all of the free time in the world, while she has very little now.
I decided we would talk about it the next day when she came over to my hostel for a few hours in between classes. I explained to her how I felt and she understood. We spent the next few hours realizing it would be our last.
I am really glad that I met her and have really enjoyed those weeks spent in Manizales with her. I really liked the type of person I became when the two of us were together. I joked, laughed, and felt so upbeat. I will miss it.