First I lost you. A month later I was fired from the job I really liked. I had to sell my car. My landlord is selling my cheap apartment, so I have to move. There isn’t much left except my love for you. If I can lose that maybe I will finally be free, but what if I don’t want to be? P.D.
If you have nothing,
then you have everything,
because you have the freedom to do anything,
without the fear of losing something.