You know how the saying goes: Is it better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all? Is the moment greater than the pain? When it doesn't fare well, it's always farewell.
The heartache of love gone awry is sometimes too much to bear, even when it's not me, but someone else I care about going through it. I pang for those lost souls who yearn for their lost love back.
There truly is no exquisite pain like it.