Love is chemical, fleeting. Keeping the high requires maintenance of dosing, ie work, or switching the substance, so to speak. On it, you experience incredible illusions to the point that as it dissipates you wonder, rationally, what the heck you actually saw in them, and you have no answer, bc, in fact, nothing about it is rational.
Like a drug, it isn't necessary, but you find it makes life more colorful; dark and light colors. And just like a drug, it has addictive properties, hence you have many ppl who chase passion all their lives, being it the most heady part of the experience, only to find that love is still more illusive.
I don't like the vulnerability. And is it worth the energy, or loss. I'd rather not.
Like is best, leave love for the rest...if you can.