“Me too,” he whispers. He turns in my arms. “I lived for so long thinking I was broken, and then you came along and showed me that I’m valid, my identity is valid, and proved that with the right person, the right connection, I could have everything I was missing. I crave love and want to feel needed.” “I do need you. More than I ever thought I would need someone. And I love you even more than that.”
