Memerry
Funny how little things that meant so much to you seem to mean so little to the people you shared them with. As ex-lovers call new girlfriends the same pet names, and share the same magical music, and write odes and poems and lyrics to extol the virtues of their new loves. What little you had from then, from the then of being happy, becomes more meaningless. Perhaps you should just let go, but it would be nice to keep something good. But those things are theirs too, to do with as they will, and share with whom they will.