I sometimes catch myself thinking of my ex-fiancee. Not wanting to run away with her, but just wondering, what she's doing now, does she have kids, etc.
But that memory thing can be tricky. All I have to do is get one faint whiff of Liz Taylor's "Diamonds" (perfume), and I'm back to my early 20's, walking with her on the beach in Pusan, gazing out over the Sea of Japan, listening to Joshua Kadison...
And, as far as the other "serious" GF I have mentioned in other threads-my W still thinks it strange that I forbid her to buy apple-scented shampoo!
