When I have learned to love myself, I can truly love another, without using him to meet my own needs.
When I have faced my own open wounds and my own scars, and known both “weakness” and strength side-by-side in me, I can know them in another, without judging him.
I can see what transcends the physical. I can love him unconditionally, for who he is and not what he has to give me.
And I can let him love all of me.