[He holds on to her even tighter, yet as gentle as his strength would allow. He listened to her words, carefully remembering how awful his childhood was. Ashamed that he caused similar sadness to the person he cherished the most in this world]

Forgive me for making you feel this way. I love you. I always have. I accept you for who you are. I acknowledge your growth. But please indulge me when I just want to be a little more protective than I should be allowed. I only speak from vast experience, that is all my lady. Just good intentions, that is all I have.