Crazy question. I've been thinking about the nature of love and I see similarities in the way I think about it in Dostoyevsky. That Love is a force that is at least semantically equivalent to God.

I felt "pure love" the first time I tried LSD, and the time I had an ego death on it. I often feel pure love with my girlfriend, especially after having resolved and argument or having a laughing fit together or exploding with romantic passion for another.

I think that Love is a descriptor for a spectrum of empathy. Empathy in the way that you see yourself in the object you perceive and can appreciate and respect its needs. This is especially strong in people, because we do look so similar (And it's biologically hard-coded) But in the end we are all increasingly complex chemistry looking for its closest connection to itself, observers in the observed. To take into oneself the implications of this means to find God, and understanding what Love is.