I don't want to have to guess. That's why I'm asking.

[A clumsy explanation, and he knows it, so after a moment he tries again, wanting to be understood.]

I don't want it to be "that thing I should've asked but never did". I don't want to wind up...without you...and have to hope I guess it right, what you would have wanted. I'd never be sure I wasn't getting it wrong.

[He reaches up blindly, searching for one of Adrian's hands so that he can weave their fingers together and hold it.]

Nobody's ever loved me the way that you love me, Adrian. I'll never forget that.