Again

I love him... so fucking much...
It's my own insecurity.. i know it...
But i can't help but not believe that he's all there.
Is it that we're completely ok, and that it's all in my head?
Or is it that there's something so fundamentally broken that we're kidding oursleves here?
I don't want to lose him..
He seems less concerned about losing me...
I wish it was as easy for me to be away from him as it is to be away from me..
Maybe not...