Love isn't some treasure that needs finding, it's something that just happens. To anyone, at any given moment. To even the most skeptical minds. It's a magical feeling to be in love, that's why it hurts so much to fall out of it. The spell wears off. But the hurt, the agony, the betrayal we find in lost love, is outweighed ten fold by the delight we discover within it.
I bet you that I can make a film that will prove that romantic love is nothing more than a psychological, biological genetic affliction. And that is passed on through both the sacred and secular institutions from generation to generation as not only a means to control the population but as a way to give purpose to life itself.