"A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point"

Earlier today I was really angry with my boyfriend. He was supposed to come over and have lunch with me and I was really excited; it is odd hardly seeing him now, after seeing him every day at college. So around 11:00 I call to wake him up since I know he rarely gets up on his own. No answer. Over the next two hours or so I kept calling at random intervals...Nothing. Finally, around 2:00 he calls me backs and tells me that he was asleep, forgot to set an alarm and had his phone on a low volume. I can understand that this wasn't entirely his fault, shit happens, but this isn't the first time. But finally he gets here, because he has to pick something up, and instead of spending some time with me he gets on my computer and looks up a few things he needs to know. Again, I understand that sometimes there are more important things in life than hanging with a significant other, but I also kind of believe those things should be done before going to see that significant other.

So, after staying only about 20 minutes, in which he doesn't talk to me a whole lot, my boyfriend has to leave and I'm left behind a little sad and grumpy. I tell him I love him, of course, but don't give him a super long hug or kiss goodbye. Almost immediately after he leaves I feel awful. I hate leaving someone in anger. I text him and explain how I was feeling but remind him that I do love him and tell him to drive safe (hopefully he didn't read the text as he was driving).

One of my biggest fears is losing the people I love, particularly in a tragic sort of way. I'm scared of something awful happening to someone after a fight and never having a chance to apologize or losing someone before you have a change to tell them how you really feel.

Around 7:30 I get a text from my boy telling me he had been in a minor accident. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a second. The word "minor" didn't really register, all I could think was that he had been in some sort of accident and that it may have possibly been my fault for walking away angry. Luckily, my mom and I were out running errands and were very close to him. We went straight to where he was and saw that he really was all right. He took a wrong turn and ended up on a dark, dirt/gravel road in a slighly sketchy neighborhood and hit a boulder. The bumper of his car was pretty messed up and the car wasn't really safe to drive, but he was completely fine.

So the moral of this story, don't walk away from someone you love in anger. You don't want your last words to someone to be said in frustration. An "I love you" isn't quite the same, even if you totally mean it, if you're angry. Cherish every moment you have with loved ones and tell them every day what they mean to you.