Is Love an object? A feeling? Is it created? Is it even real?

   You've probably heard about love in fairytales, stories, myths and legends. Mostly, those stories tells us that the hero fell in love with the heroin by first sight, kissed once and married, right? But is love really that easy? If so, why do people these days end up divorcing with each other?
    Another thing I don't understand. When people divorce, does that mean they don't love each other any more? Or does that mean that the love has become nothing but a teabag that has been used dozens of times. There's still a little taste there, but you'll be better of drinking plain water. It's fresher.
   But here is one thing that I might at least understand a little. And that is, parental love will always be true. Even though the parents last time might be a little hard on thier kids by asking them to marry someone they don't love. But it's for their own good. Anyway, that's all I know...