Eros, my frenemy

Eros, in Greek mythology, "was the primordial god of sexual love and beauty." He also had a sad love story:
Aphrodite is jealous of the beauty of mortal Psyche, as men are leaving her altars barren to worship a mere human woman instead, and so commands her son Eros to cause Psyche to fall in love with the ugliest creature on earth. Eros falls in love with Psyche himself and spirits her away to his home. Their fragile peace is ruined by a visit of Psyche's jealous sisters, who cause Psyche to betray the trust of her husband. Wounded, Eros departs from his wife and Psyche wanders the earth, looking for her lost love.

Ah, love. What a pain in the ass. Unrequited love is the worst. "Unrequited love is love that is not openly reciprocated or understood as such, even though reciprocation is usually deeply desired." Something not openly reciprocated. He just wants to be friends. When we talked about what I should do about it, I said I either need to get over it or hang on to it hoping something will change. "That's black and white thinking!" he said, and kinda freaked out about it. But I don't think it is. What other options do I have?

Really? What else is there to do?