and how its like that for everybody. certain words and things mean specific memories or meanings or ideas. especially songs. at least for me, people eat up songs. just how they eat up names. in good ways and in bad ways.

but it can be simpler than that. like i know that she has anything to do with basketball for him. because he told me accidentally. which leaves me to wonder what i have and don't have, what is hers, what i have and will fade, and what will always be mine.

like theres a few songs to me, that no matter what will always be the boys. and a few movies. and hockey. some phrases. and an entire state. maybe two.

but compared to what used to be his, that is very little to what it was. and i take solace that overtime it can fade, and maybe old things and words can be replaced with new memories, and we are young enough that not everything is so meaningful. a different outlook. maybe that is the meaning of a new life in an old one.

and i'm pretty sure i at least have frozen yogurt.