If love is a disease, & you realize the strain you've contracted is going to kill you, do you cut off the source of the infection like it's a limb with a zombie bite? Do you just cauterize the wound, and hope for the best?
...or do you just let it run it's course, remain optimistic, & hope it gives you some kind of goddamn superpower once you're done writhing in agony?
Oh, yay, look! I'm now Unrequited Love Girl. Watch me defeat bad guys with my tears of Forever Alone, & Wails of Infinite Loneliness! Come, my 30 kitty minions!