And you know that can't be bad... (03/03/12)
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
Twelfth Night, William Shakespeare
Yeah, I guess in the context of good Willy's cross-dressing, name-swapping, yellow stockinged (you'd have to read it to understand the joke) piece of insanity, you could say it's about romantic love. On the other hand, you could probably say this about love between anyone - parents and children, siblings, friends, teammates, anyone. Interlocking body parts and swapping fluids doesn't have to a part of it for it to be so (donating blood or other such bits aside.)
Hell, when I kept talking to Loki and offered to let him stay with me at the Crossroads, I hadn't expected anything like this. (I'd actually expected something, but it was more along the lines of a semi-literally violent rejection.) I just wanted him to know that I didn't think he was hopeless, that God forbid, I still cared about the little twerp, even after all the shit he pulled. Yeah, fine, I'm suicidal, I know...
So I guess, in the greater scheme of things, it could be less "finding love in the least likely places" and more "caring for someone because you care".
Just don't stalk them. That's not love, that's just being crazy. (And I can see Margo rolling her eyes already...)