Weekends without B

Weekends without B are getting harder and harder to bear. Aside from being lonely and stuck with the family, I feel empty not being near him. I crave just to be near him, to feel his touch, his breath on my neck. Every other weekend with him just isn't doing it. He is my sunshine, he wants my soul and fills all the emptiness. I see a future with him in my life and I know he loves me and needs me in his life, I just always have that thought in the deep crevases of my mind that I'm not enough. That's the part that needs the constant refill of him. When he is around I don't question him or anything, he is mine and all mine. He's mine and I'm not going anywhere.