When he calls me gently by my name

In my chair I sit, deep in thought once more,
Wondering if love can truly soar.
Is it genuine? Surrounded by his care,
He's enchanted by you, like a dream rare.

When he calls me gently by my name,
I just hope that it's not all in vain.
At times I'm bold, yet undeniably,
He leaves me breathless with his love for me.

His sharp mind takes my breath away,
He brings a smile to my face each day.
In life, if happiness should arrive,
Someone brings joy, making us feel alive.

He's the moment I've long waited for,
His smile drives me crazy, to the core.
Doubts in my heart often find their way,
But he appears, and they fade away.

Too good to be true, is he the one?
I can't look away, my heart's undone.
My heart aches with doubts that often sting,
But I see his caring heart in everything.

I'm not sure what this poem's about,
But I feel a little bit of doubt.
Perhaps it's just my silent fear,
That I'll lose the happiness I hold dear.