Tonight I feel the blues

I am so glad and lucky to have found Jeeves and Wooster in the sea of tv series. It must be some kind of karma. As in merlin, the chemistry between the two leading roles are too obvious to be ignored, I am indulged in the ample details which can be interpreted in a vey different view with some imagination.
And this series lead me to rps. Don't know why things always ended like this. Rps bears a really dangerous appeal to me because it is real, based on reality. So I feel a whole lot more intensely, whether for the fluffiness or the angst. Stephen fry and hugh laurie, apparently belong to the second of the two kinds of feelings. After seeing the history they've shared, the intimacy and love confessions, which Stephen put in a way so moving as I ever heard, comes the brutal truth. I believe they loved each other, but how can the love falter? How can one give up loving? Am I being naive in asking such questions?

It just made me sad. I hate to see my loving couples like that. Why can't every story have a happy ending?