Rare

Love is not equal, or fair, or measurable. It is simply unique.

It cannot be given by anyone outside the relationship, or sanctioned, or forbidden with any real success.

It does not have to be returned to exist. It doesn't even really need to be known. Although these things make it feel richer, they do not change its essence.

If there is truly any holy thing that exists, I believe it is love. Purer than anything else on earth it supersedes everything else and has only the highest of expectations or desires. Totally unselfish, totally other oriented, always in the highest best interests of the other, it is rare in this world.

An ineffable enigma in a world that likes compact concise definitions, it defies everything except its existence.