the quantum physics..?..philosophy..?..of love

Quantum physics.Philosophy. And Love.

Would there be a similarity between the two. For is it not true that both branches of debate can take a conversation round and round without ever reaching a definitive end?The probabilities leading to greater probabilities within other probabilities.
Is there a wrong answer? Is my reality your reality...how unfair would it be if that which i share and feel and engross myself in, u being the target of such pleasure, know not my unquestionable enjoyment of u? Not because u may not be into me but, rather, because your conscious state is unable to fathom or grasp the concept of how much pleasure and satisfaction u give me?
That theory, that we utilise only a small percentage of our brain power at any point in time. That inability, for it be too mind blowing, the capability of 100% use....the result being an explosion into nothingness...for nothing really exists...we are just a figment of an imagination within an imagination...creating our own reality as we go along?

So let us philosophise what love may be. Does it know to live in the heart, the body, the mind...ones Soul?
Is it tangible in its existence, recognisable in anothers look...touch? 
Do words give it life, painting a picture exotic. 
At times it knows to make one cry and other times shout in elated joy. Love knows no middle ground. And thinking of quantum physics...could one not say, to philosophise about love is another branch of physics....various formulas applicable?
Yes...to philosophise about love...i shall call...

The physics of love.

"at one point in time i knew you
you were a part of me...we were one.
we roamed the universe a singular form united.
a deep love of self.
revelling in the knowledge of the being we were.
strong.
resilient.
satisfied.
then came along a time when u were torn from me
floating into shattered pieces of each other
we became.
i hankered and yearned
and knew something was amiss.
the seeking began.
looking to re-unite that part of 'us'
fractures of who 'we' may have been
i came across many
but, they were not 'us'
similar
or
maybe
those fractures were smaller versions of who we were as a whole.
now that i have found 'us'
do stay with me
and make me whole
my other half
my...soul mate?"

and thus the poem...as to why we may consider certain people our soulmates...they be the shattering of self, reunited?

RB.