Love, the Nerfball view: AHA! AHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAaaaaa... no.
Honestly, no matter how much you try, no matter where you go, who you see and what you do, love will die. Even if it isn't crushed via divorce, being cheated on or massive alchoholisim and family wide rguements. Then death will punt whatever "love" you think you have in the head so hard that it's honestly a surprise that it has any head left. Yeah, that was a crap analogy, but this thread has brought back all the horrible twisted pain of three train wreck relationships in one gloriously depressing moment. I think I'm allowed a brief period of completely falling apart now, thanks.
Oh, and to make a semi-intelligent point: Who cares?!? If you think you're in love and visa verca, go for it! Ask said person out, the worst that could happen is that they say no. No regrets means anything could happen. Live your life man! Or woman! Let's be politically correct here shall we?