I hate fighting with the one person I want to talk with the most. Whenever me and my boyfriend fights, it's either me or he goes away in the scene. It's our way to get ourselves cool off. When we are mad, we ignore each other, we don't talk and give space. 

Just like today, we had fight about sending an email. I'm the one who went away. I can't help but cry. Honestly, I don't know where to go, it's raining. Should I ride a bus or a train. I don't know, I'm lost. I decided to sit down and stay downstairs then I went to the bus stop. After several minutes of staying calm in the waiting shed, he sent me a text message and looking for me. I told him where am I and he found me. I saw him holding an umbrella and hug him close.

I learned that no matter how many fights you two may get into, if you truly love someone it should never matter.