Now I have no respite from the affairs of love, because they have departed after intensifying the sorrow of both worlds for me.

The poet speaks of love not merely as an emotion, but as an all-consuming occupation from which there is never any respite. In walking away, the beloved has left behind a sorrow so immense that it spans 'kaunain'—both this world and the hereafter. Nursing this cosmic ache has now become the lover's sole, lifelong enterprise.