Title of the Piece: glad I listened to my instincts

Painted at 2:25 p.m. on 2007-02-20

Boyfriend and I had a great Valentine's Day. We just went to our favorite restaurant, dropped a boatload on dinner, sat and held hands, went to our favorite bar and then had great sex.

This past weekend we got into a really dumb fight that involved me saying "I love you, but I gotta leave" and then I became the girl who sat outside of a bar crying. He sent me a texter that said he loves me and we'll talk soon (he thought I went home). I saw his best friends leave, they sat with me and flagged him over when he came out. We talked and I realized that I need to quit getting so upset over little things. Anyway, we came to an understanding and were fine. However, all day Saturday it was bugging me. I felt terrible for leaving, so I started to write him a letter. When I saw him later he said that he felt bad all day b/c of our fight. We both apparently spent the whole day thinking about the previous night and both thought of the worst case senario- breaking up. The thought of that upsets both of us way too much to even think about. He told me that he can't imagine not having me in his life and that he's so glad I didn't want to break up. I gave him the letter yesterday, promising to never storm out again and letting him know that I'm going to work on this part of me and he read it (there was mushy stuff in there, too) but yeah he read it and came over and just smiled and gave me the biggest kisses. He is so good to me and I'm so lucky to have him.

Italy... 2.5 weeks to go.

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