Love is something that we all will experience at one point or another. There are many kinds of love. There is love for a parent or relative, love for a sibling, love for a child, love for a pet, love for a friend, romantic love, and love for an object. What I'm mainly going to be discussing will dwell on the areas of love for a friend and romantic love since I have never experienced loss within the family, I don't have a sibling, and guinea pigs are my pets. Disclaimer: (i seem to be doing lots of those since people get offended so easily) I'm not the Buddah, so my words are not gold. If you disagree, you're entitled to your own opinion, so i'm not going to be a dictator.
It's funny sometimes to watch people after their loss. Not funny haha. I'm not that morbid.
People say there are the 5 stages of loss: Denial, Negotiation, Anger, Depression, Acceptance. We all expect it to go smoothly from one stage to the other, but it's almost never the case. Some of us skip directly to acceptance while others dwell on the anger depression for too many years. So people have come to the conclusion that love sucks. Love does suck. You don't choose who you love, and once a relationship is over, you can't turn off your feelings like a light switch. Love is beautiful, and dare I say, the only reason why people might say love sucks is because they have loved and lost. Love makes the world around you either disappear or seem brighter.