You and him sit on the couch, he snuggled into your side, holding you close. Babe? I have a question..

He looks away sadly. Why me? He sighed. I mean, seriously? You know what kinds of things I've done, such horrible and unforgettable things.. but you still love me.. why?

He was starting to tear up before full-on bawling on you. He didn't think he deserved your love.. and you in general..