Oh yeah, the desire to be loved
I lower my tone, I play it cool, I'll hold on to this real me, this messy apparition of vulnerability and insecurities until I find the one someone who is worth it
But implicitly I understand that this one will not accept the real me unconditionally. I will need to persuade them with something that is not quite me, some general attractive qualities like good looks, pleasant conversation and a worthy mask. Is this deception? To reveal myself later on after I've tricked them into letting me in? All for the selfish desire to be loved and to be at one with the other. And so I play it cool