With love is to dwell in relation to: to be with there must always be the other. It is to dwell in relation, and to carry the impossibility of ever fully arriving there. For there always to be the distinguishing of the self from the object, much as the yearning to dissolve into or be engulfed by the other might persist. This work attends to one facet of with love: the space between selves, where longing can hold tenderness and care, but also unworthiness and desire. The expanding heart close to bursting from the near overcapacity of love or shame, guilt, and embarrassment. To be with is to hold that enmeshment, to metabolise vulnerability and discomfort into tenderness. Within this ambiguous tension, those feelings transform into the erotic, entangling disgust with arousal, the abject with allure. It asks whether love demands the weight of shame or can be reimagined, liberated into desire unbounded.