In this time of flux for me, I'm also paying more attention to how I'm thinking of people I've been in love with... Since my life situation is black-and-white----there are very specific things you have to do to prepare for moving----the more murky emotional attachments are fading out in the face of actuality. (As in, "Be there for me or don't be there---now's when the truth comes out.")
I just had a dream a couple of nights ago about my old high-school love Ginny. We were preparing to go swimming or something. And she ended up not being able to go, but I wasn't upset about that. It was just getting to see her that made me happy. (While still thinking, ironically, "Figures---another trip not completed.") I'm still mad at that girl, though she's dead. But she still shows up in my dreams every few years and makes me feel good.