Third person: stories of collapse and crumbling dreams

So far it has all been about me. This one concerns lives of those around who matter to me. What has unfolded leaves me upset and unsettled. There is not much I can do though except pray they find their happiness and love restored.

First of these concern my two very good friends who have been together for a while now. And yes I had a teeny weeny role in bringing them together. They survived their living in the same city, then long distance and few months of living together and back to long distance when the guy moved down south and the other flew to Nepal. The guy much too willing to make it work while the other wore the robe of rigidity and never allowed her softer side to emerge (my sense having talked to both). The guy seemed sure to call it off feeling he had absolutely no influence or role to play in her life and there the relationship froze.

Second concerns someone I met while working in the organisation I do executing a project together and yes it has sustained all these years and shall. His life revolved around someone for good eight years surviving downs and ups. Now he is ready to take the plunge but the one who he wants it with has stepped back cowering under family pressure. And every vague word from the girl becomes hope personified for him. He somewhere knows the fact but is holding on the dreams he has been living and hoping would become real. 

Third is someone I have know for a long long time. A very good friend indeed. His news he broke over coffee that they have called off their official engagement. 

The last concerns the 'object of my affection'. He has been in love with someone for theree years including a year and half of his stay in India and of his love interest seeing someone else for the same period. However, the man in question loves too much holds on to hope and says "will see".

Though all of above concerns specific individuals I am sure it interprets all our lives in some way or the other. What keeps the hope alive or what dims the dreams is all a making of the mind.

Those who have it wish it away with their undoing and those who dont equally undo their possibilities by constructing walls to protect themselves. 

Why can it not be an idyllic world where honest efforts and emotions pay off in personal relationships?