What is Normal Anyways?

I've heard it said that you must learn to love yourself before loving another. Yet, here I am, feeling helplessly in love with another, and I know that I do not love myself. I guess it is possible to love another without loving me. There are  too many different kinds of love to make any generalizations about love. 

There are more kinds of love than there are people in this world... many many more kinds.

Distance

Sometimes it just slams right into my heart how much I miss him.
Can't breath, gasping, sobbing, tears pouring, pain.
I can't do anything about it.
I can't hold him close, squeeze his hand or see his eyes and feel relief.
I can want...
Until we next see each other...
However long...
At these moments I think of nothing but this force
barreling into me with the power of Teahupoo..