How dare you give me somewhere safe? How dare you convince me to take off my armor, and expose the places I told you were vulnerable? And then having gotten me to do so…how dare you then treat me kindly, kiss those soft spots, hold me and tell me I’m safe? How dare you not betray my trust, how dare you make me feel loved and cherished? How dare you hold me when I cry and give me soothing words without scorn?
To be clear, this is not asked in indignation, but in wonder.
If I can give you a fraction of the succor you have given me, I have done more good in this world than I have ever imagined possible. If I can return the kindness to you in its totality, I will consider that my greatest accomplishment.
So one more time, in the proper tones:
How dare you make believe I deserve a woman as wonderful as you? Don’t ever stop.