For nearly three years, I've been seeing a man in Italy. He refers to me as his ragazza - girlfriend - but I can't consider someone I see 4-5 times a year my boyfriend.

He'd like it if I'd move there, but I won't. Because of his work, he travels around the country 95% of the time and his home is in a very small town. So I'm supposed to give up my life in New York City to move to his tiny town (I think more people live in my apartment building here in NY than live year-round in his town) and be alone in his empty apartment? I don't think so.

When we're together, it's great, but it's not real life. We're always staying in hotels, eating in restaurants, having a nightcap at the bar before bed... it's living the fantasy of the hot Italian lover without any of the work needed for a real relationship. And if I moved there, I probably wouldn't be happy, so it's best left as it is. But for however long it lasts, it sure is fun.