Call Me Weird,But I Love Travel Morethan Relationship 👌

People say life is better when shared with someone, and I get that. But call me weird—I’d rather spend my days chasing sunsets in different cities than chasing love.

I’ve seen friends fall in love, settle down, and build a life together. And while that’s beautiful, I’ve also seen them cry over breakups, feel stuck in relationships that no longer make them happy, and lose parts of themselves trying to make things work. Meanwhile, I’m out here standing on a mountaintop, breathing in the cold morning air, feeling free. No drama, no expectations—just me, the world, and the next adventure.

I’ve been in love before. I know what it’s like to have someone to text goodnight, to hold hands while walking down the street. But I also know what it’s like to pack a bag, hop on a bus to somewhere I’ve never been, and feel alive in a way that no relationship has ever made me feel. There’s something about getting lost in a new city, trying street food, talking to strangers, and watching the world unfold in front of me. It fills me in ways that romance never could.

Maybe one day, I’ll meet someone who understands this part of me—who won’t ask me to stay but will want to come along. But until then, I’ll be here, booking flights instead of dates, falling in love with places instead of people, and chasing the kind of happiness that doesn’t ask me to compromise who I am.

Call me weird, but I’d choose travel over love any day. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.