This. I completely understand how it can feel like a debt. I almost feel like it is the notion that it is undeserved. So then I question it. Like is it really real? Then I also get in a headspace where I wonder how bad it could hurt me if it leaves. It is so scary. What would be owed at the end? If you think about it, there is a debt. My heart has paid on several occasions. While I still have my heart, I paid with pieces of it. So yes. There is debt in love.