He has me transfixed.
Transfixed: To pierce with a sharp implement or weapon.
It doesn't require any effort on his part. His mere existence cuts through to the heart of me. His presence requires of me hard things, painful things, transformative things. He is gentle, forgiving, and kind, and yet he demands, in his non demanding way, that I shed the unessential to make room for the essential.
Unessential: ego, being right, avoiding pain, masking fear, pretense
This. This being in love. It hurts in the most exquisite way. I wouldn't trade it for anything.