[... Definitely crying now, and frustrated that he is, trying to defiantly not cry goddamn it]
You can't... [breathes out sharply] You can't say things like this if it isn't true... if you're--
[asdlghasd;] You can't say that you love me, that I'm perfect, that I'm everything you want, that you've -- you've loved no one as you love me... [whatever else you've said in the past]
... if it bothers you. It does bother you. You wouldn't have said it otherwise to someone that isn't me. [....] And it's fine if you feel that way.
It's fine. [Ducks his head, breathing out shakily] Just... don't pretend I'm perfect. That it doesn't disappoint you or upset you.