Possibility

There's a chance

maybe

that this is all in my head.

That when I see a problem

he sees, well, nothing.

Paranoid android much?

And the kicker is

I'm then stressed 

about this imaginary hatred

he is feeling for me

and taking it out on him

usually in my head

as he sleeps next to me.

And now I've realised

that that's just silly.

I love him, and that's why I'm still here.

He loves me, and that's why he's still here.

It really is

as simple as that.

With love, Beau xx