There are times when I really believe that you can see some of the most beautiful moments during tragedy. There’s something poetic about someone crying because it stems from them caring about something or someone enough for them to shed to tears for them.
When you see someone dealing with loneliness after a break up, you know that it was because they loved that person and that the relationship meant something to them; and to me, it seem more tragic if it meant nothing at all. When someone is unhappy, it because they know they deserve better - they believe there is better.
Sadness is tragically beautiful because you know that sadness is there because loved something. You feel bad for those who have lost what they love, yet love is so rare that you have to feel fortunate to have loved at all.