Is love a choice or a feeling?

Welcome to the debate arena! Today's topic: "Is love a choice or a feeling?". Your opponent's style: Yoda

choice

Wrong, you are. A feeling, love truly is. Choice? Chosen, love cannot be. Meet someone, you do, and suddenly your heart decides for you—control it, you cannot. Chemicals flood your brain, logic abandons you, resist you may try but fail, you will. If choice love were, turn it off, people could when inconvenient it becomes. Yet suffer they do, loving those who hurt them. Trapped by feeling, not by decision. Your will, love ignores. Masters of your emotions, we are not—slaves to them, we are. Choose your career, your words, your actions, yes. But your heart? That chooses you, hmm?

what if its lust you feel attracted to then you can't call that love just because of a pretty face. In a way you chose to love them because of their looks or because they look like someone

Ah, distinguish you try, but miss the point you do. Lust and love separate, yes—but *choose* the attraction, you still cannot. A face you see, and desire ignites. Control that spark, you do not. The choice comes *after*, when decide you must to nurture feelings or let them die. But deeper still, love goes beyond looks. Character reveals itself over time, compatibility emerges, *then* choose you can—to build something real or walk away. The initial pull? A feeling, not a choice. What you *do* with that feeling, now that is choice. So right, you are partially. But the foundation—the attraction itself? That chooses *you*, not the reverse.