In a world so motivated by the quest for power, dividing everything into winners or losers, it sure is quite surprising that love remains such a strong concept for our own happiness.
Love is about losing. Losing power. Ultimately, it is about losing to another person and admitting that you, by your own autonomous self, cannot be complete without them.
There is no use in arguing that today, after the sexual revolution and our strong dependance on social media, love is no longer as important. It is evident in most movies and songs and books that love is still a big necessity.
Love is a power play where you actually want to lose. The rush of adrenaline one feels with the vulnerability of love is almost addictive. Perhaps us humans like losing. It is through losing that one makes art.