I really do not like living in the past when it reminds me of people I used to love, who have now broken my heart.
It is always hard to go someplace where you used to go with a past ex with someone "new". This past weekend this happened to me. I was with one of my friends and we happened to eat dinner at the same place that I had a first date with my most recent ex. I remembered the table that we sat at, the food that we ate, and the cute smile on his face.
Moving on from previous relationships is tough, but I guess that is why they say "tough love", ah?