Love is not compulsion. It is built over time and knowledge. About the only love that is dictated by nature is paternal maternal. Or fate could dictate love of another.
Whatever it is, it is. Let me count the ways. It's a ladder, resting toward the branches, the foot leaning away from the root. Or a cave, from which the lover climbs, to the light which feeds the leaves? So that the fruit of it can be plucked?
Love can also be a catchall phrase, meaning too many things to be singularly meaningful. This is why people get confused when the word is used, and sometimes purposefully as a tool of deception.
One who is engaged in this deception, perhaps without intention is the person who said;" Love is enslavement. Love is slavery, of human beings and people. If you love somebody, then you want to enslave them, or, you already have.
Don’t argue with this, just accept it. No need to respond to this thread, except to agree with me. You know I’m right on the mark about this one. Let’s just keep this thread at 1 post count and 1000 views. Nobody else respond, just read, accept, nod at your computer, and mention this thread to your friends."
All of which is mind boggling confused and ridiculous given what you have said here.