in the bell Jar

I know, I don't tell you often enough...I know I don't tell you I love you, nearly as much as I should. I guess,even after all these years I am so scared that I may still end up losing you. I hear the words you say to me, and I see the way you look at me but sometimes I wonder if perhaps you wished for another?.

Will I really be enough for all eternity?. I mean...

Will you leave in the end, choose another?.

I don't know why I feel this way. I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you.

I must be losing my mind.