Looking back on photos of an old holiday/vacation with the ex ... when love felt real

Ever look back at photos of previous vacations with an ex and go 'wow what the hell happened to make shit go bad since this lovely holiday we had' and just feel bad that shit went bad?

It feels like such a massive gulf in emotions and time has developed and you wonder what things might have been like if they'd worked out for the best instead of the worst.
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