Love?

1.

a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2.

a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3.

sexual passion or desire.

4.

a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.

5.

(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

6.

a love affair;  an intensely amorous incident; amour.

7.

sexual intercourse; copulation.

8.

( initial capital letter ) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.

9.

affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one's neighbor.

10.

strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.

11.

the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.

12.

the benevolent affection of god for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.

13.

Chiefly Tennis . a score of zero; nothing.

14.

a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter L.

These are all definitions of one word that seems to consume most of our human lives. We strive to seek it in another and desire to be loved back. What really makes us strive for this concept? Hormones? Genetics? Human nature? Why do we strive to have a strong fulfilling relationship with another? This questions go through my mind a lot. It puzzles me as to why this feeling and emotion exists and can we really survive mentally and physically without it. Why do we feel lonely, when there are others around us? Why do we make ourselves go through this process?

Without love there would be nothing left but the urge to procreate just to continue the human race. Love separates us from animals in some sense even though some people may believe that animals to are capable of love. I think they are but not to the degree humans are capable of. 

I myself often wonder if I really need love. I am speaking of romantic love not the love you experience for family and friends. Do I honestly need this feeling to feel complete and happy in life? I am not sure, it seems I have done well without it so far. I have never truly romanticly loved anyone and I am still breathing and moving on in my life and attempt to succeed but in the end will I feel complete without it or is just society telling me I am wrong because I have never experienced this?