Writing on the Walls

I thought if i should write about it or not, im not sure how much i want to remember this, but ive been trying this new thing we're ill keep everything that matters (or mattered at some point) in writing.
We had an argument today, the strangest one possible. I was sensitive ans whinny all day, im upset about not getting my visa or at least finding out how difficult it is to get one. Plus uni is almost over and i still dont know what i want to do with my life and stuff. But that's the thing, during the day THAT is what was going on in my mind and nothing else. In my head we were fine.
Im feeling well lonely because that's what happened to me, im alone. Im not saying it's a bad thing or that im lonely because of something i did hence i deserve to be lonely. I was just hit by it all of a sudden. And i needed to talk to someone. I tried to call him but he'd tell me he'd call me back and then i didnt get any call backs and i really wanted to hear his voice or hear any random stories about his day, that's all i wanted... I tried to call him 3 times on his cell and then i called the hotel room. What he thought meant i was being paranoid and that i wanted to check on him. At first he asked me how i was and then he asked if i was paranoid and from then on he started to assume i was jealous or that i was maybe demanding to much from our relationship. And then he'd say he loves me and that feels paranoid about going out because he thinks i am paranoid about it.
The conversation started to lean towards that way, but not because of me, throughout the whole time i was trying to make him understand that i wasnt like that because of him or our relationship, we're fine. Im just emotional...then he went on how difficult relationships can be when you're miles away from each other. (wich scared me a bit because if he came to that conclusion he might as well decide it's too hard so it's best to stop while we're still in the beginning)
And then he said we should talk tomorrow because we'd end up having an argument and that's where i lost myself. I was already feeling suffocated because he wouldnt let me speak and he was there, assuming i was demanding too much and that i was being possessive and paranoid. Then i ended up almost crying but i held it in, because as i already said, ive been sensitive the entire day and when i realized he misunderstood me completely, i lost it. I was trying to say "i just..." meaning to say "i just wanted to talk to u for a bit" he again said we should talk tomorrow. Made me more confused and while i was talking i realized i was talking to myself because there wasnt anyone else on the other side of the line. I dont know if i lost connection or if he actually hung up on me. And i know that getting hung up on is awful but under these circumstances, i dont know how bad it really was.
I wonder what's gonna happen tomorrow.