Y do we love?
Why do we have this intense feeling for someone or something? Is it exclusive to the human species, or do other animals also feel it and we just don't (can't) know it? I surely don't know the answer to these questions, and it is not my intention to dwell on this (not today, at least).
I'm just here to say that love is like a drug, very addictive. And I'm yet to discover an addiction that isn't bad for one's health, either physically, mentally or both - often the latter. Like for drugs, you can try to replace love with other shitty supplements - chocolate, for example. But they don't get the job done, and the side-effects aren't even remotely worth it. Also, like for drugs, too much love can kill you (almost quoting Queen), or at least leave you with a broken heart. Yet, some simply don't care about love, as they don't care about any other drug, and some just like to try different sorts of drugs, without having a real interest for them. Some are too scared to try it, afraid they might end up getting hurt. And there are those that go to rehab, either because they overdosed on love, or simply because they don't want to be addicts anymore.
And love rehab is as difficult as any other type of rehab (this is me guessing, of course). While some succeed, there are those who just can't go through with it and those that relapse on the loved one.
Finally, like for drugs, unfortunately, the amazing and pleasureful sensation isn't everlasting. It weakens with every fix, and it fades with time... By then, you can either stay faithful to the drug that brought you so much pleasure in the past, even though it brings you ephemeral satisfaction, or you can change drugs and discover new sensations.
That, my friend, is a choice I leave to you.