Does he know? , 
I’m dependent on him, 
When he falters, 
So do I, 
He’s my emotional control, 
My confidant and friend, 
My heart, 
Mind and soul, 
How could I begin to explain this? , 
Words are not enough, 
To tell of my gratitude, 
Yet I shy away, 
For my ruin is in his hands, 
I trust that he would not, 
Knowingly hurt me, 
But a single unkind word, 
Can cause, 
Unrepairable damage, 
He has the power, 
To destroy me, 
With him I am, 
Vulnerable, 
Yet safer than, 
I’ve ever been before, 
When he offers to solve my problems, 
It is so tempting, 
But I cannot accept, 
For when he is gone, 
I will be on my own, 
Once again left, 
To fend for myself, 
I must learn to cope, 
With his absence, 
Must overcome, 
This addiction, 
To his presence                
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Other than your use of commas at the end of every line, I really like this poem. It's well composed, honest, courageous and poignant. Well done.