There's something almost uncomfortable about how honest this feels. We like to imagine love as noble and selfless, but Frost cuts right through that—he's pointing out that love isn't just about wanting someone. It's also about wanting to be wanted by them, needing to feel essential to another person. That hunger to matter to someone, to be chosen and desired back, sits at the core of most human connection.
What makes this observation particularly sharp is that it explains so much about how love actually behaves in real life. It's why rejection stings so deeply—you're not just losing someone, you're losing that mirror in which you felt irreplaceable. It's why early attraction can feel almost involuntary; when someone genuinely desires you, something in you lights up that no amount of logic can suppress. The desire spirals between two people, each one fueling the other's sense of mattering.
The tricky part Frost leaves us with is that this creates a mutual dependency that can feel wonderful or terrifying depending on the day. Love, by this definition, isn't a safe or rational thing. It's built on a kind of beautiful neediness—not weakness exactly, but a fundamental human requirement to feel valued by another person. That's why it's irresistible.