Lack of missing

When I lived in Amsterdam, we always went to Letting.
Unlike other Dutch's, the employees always smiled, they served great American pancakes with bacon and loads of maple syrup and their café latte completed every visit.
But I don’t miss it. Not even once have I thought about it until I brought it up with Louise just now.
Makes me think of Le Grand Bleu. Jean Reno’s character, Enzo, educates Jean-Marc Barr’s, Jacques, about love.
... I was seventeen, I loved her so much I tried to die for her. Two years later I couldn't even remember her name! Let me tell you, time erases everything!
They had an awesome latte.