Take a look at the metaphors people use to describe love, and why anyone does it is a wonder.
Right off you have to fall. Geez! Or you were conquered. Or engulfed, drowning in a sea of love. And you gave all your love, so you’re feeling empty. You don’t want to get burned again. But you’re mad, wild, crazy in love. Yet you crave it.
So love means defeat, injury, death, bankruptcy, addiction and insanity. How lovely.
Why the negative take on something everyone wants, everyone in fact needs, everyone deserves? What would happen if we spent as much time loving as we seem to invest in warding it off? Hell, even children know this: “That one likes you” “Ewwwww!” And sometimes adults don’t act much better. You are loved. Oh, the horror.
So we go home, alone, protected from love, and wish we had someone there to love.