His love didn't come in gentle waves; it crashed like a storm, relentless and consuming. It smothered, it hurt, it overflowed like a dam bursting its banks, fueled by the brokenness within him. The pain is unbearable, the need to escape overwhelming.

Yet, he couldn't bear to lose you. Having already lost his past love, the fear of losing you gripped him tight. He could be anything you need, as long as you don't leave.

"I-I need you m-more than anything... pu-please." He could only beg.