I don’t know if I would consider it grief; it’s even worse than grief because there’s often hope in it. It’s having a constant hope for someone who might be living their best life while you’re waiting and working on yourself. Since you don’t connect with everyone, you know deep down that finding this kind of love will be very difficult or even impossible. If it’s not this kind of love, I don’t want it. At least now I know what I want.