What is it like to find the right person at the wrong time?

To have that sense of sharing an indefinable connection with someone is, a rare and beautiful thing. That spark between two people is an elusive element, which some go through life and never experience. While it's saddening that circumstances prevent us from being together, I don't regret the experience. I'm grateful that we did connect and shared a connection with which neither distance diminishes, nor time lessens. As for what that ultimately means, whether our paths will ever cross again, I don't know. There's a sense of hope in the ambiguity of an experience that doesn't have a clear beginning, middle, or end. They say time and tide changes everything, and if it's right, it will happen in its own time. Rather than regret what could have been, I'm open to the endless possibilities life has to offer. "If it is right, it happens—The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away." — John Steinbeck via: http://www.lettersofnote.com/2012/01/nothing-good-gets-away.html

http://xkcd.com/310/

If the person is right, the time can never be wrong

You feel yourself withheld from giving and loving freely and unconditionally - as your logical self has already defined the moment is not suitable. At the end, it just doesn't feel like the right kind of love any more, and so you let go. And possibly for every time that person crosses your mind, you'll be wondering 'what if', and the part of you that loves that person would probably never stop regretting. The bright side of this is, you can live with it ...