English is short of words here, which hides how many kinds there are. The love that is mostly loyalty. The love that is mostly laughing at the same stupid thing for twenty years. The love you feel for a place, or a piece of music, or a stranger's kindness on a bad afternoon.
Romantic love takes nearly all of the attention and is one entry on a long list.
A life that gets to sample several of them is doing well. Count what you have already had, including the small varieties — the ones with no name and no anniversary attached.