I am closed, jealously guarding things I have, totally unavailable to all that I have not, and all, alas, that I may never know. Whoever I may learn to love, I must learn to let go. For to love someone is to allow them to be free. I'll not be taken in by the illusion that to love I must have love returned. I cannot buy love.
Love is free.
If it is paid for it is not love. Love's like a gift, it's free. I cannot buy a gift. It also isn't love. Not so with love.