The Saddest Love

The saddest love is the love that never comes to pass,
the love that exists only in dreams and silent hopes.
A love that is kept in stolen visions, in unspoken words,
in the space between what is and what could be.
And as time passes, it becomes a bitter memory,
a tender ache that never quite goes away,
a reminder of what was
lost before it even had a chance to be found.

- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina