They could be themselves with each other.
LOIS BY CORA CRUZ 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 30
Oh, I had been in love. Even if unrequitedly. Love, as I imagined it, went far beyond the clinical technicalities of sex or the games of manipulation. The mundane details of the world disappeared when one person, and one person alone, could center both your sensuality and your sense of meaning, purpose, and beauty, blending them together. It made anything seem possible, anything seem tolerable, and all worthwhile.