"Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe." ” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not. wording right back shoulder
Some people are so poor, all they have is money. To Love or to be loved is to truly understand the real currency of wealth. To be loved by the one you love is to transcend the need for currency or wealth.