Love's Labour Lost

What is it about love that makes us fools?

Loving someone tends to bring you to extremes...but with your head in the clouds, how can you honestly expect to deal with anything rationally? Love takes you to a level of happy that is hard to achieve otherwise and, on the flip side, can take you to a ground bottom...which is all good and well, if you had the good sense to be able to deal with this kind of thing, but love does impair judgement...there is no denying the fact.

Now, I pose my question: When it comes to love, is it really better to have love and lost than to never have loved at all? It seems like everything you experience while in love goes against any natural order, or even basic survival instinct. Is that what we define as human nature? The things we do that goes against everything our mind tells us, but what the heart demands?

How can we really survive as a species if we tend to, more often than not, willingly subscribe to unrational, unnatural and even possibly irresponsible behavior?