Iryna Byelyayeva ponders which Fleetwood Mac song will be the soundtrack, or the full stop, of a faltering relationship.

It never goes the way you think it will. It’s never the album you thought would get you through the hard times, or the songs you expected would lull you into contentment. While I had grown up hearing Fleetwood Mac on the radio, I properly fell in love with Rumours in 2013, when travelling around Europe by myself. I had hours to kill on the train rides and the scenery was too good to cover up with a book so I would sit and stare out the window and take in every word of the bitter and soulful music.

Rewind to Iryna’s story of music and love lost.

Iryna studies Literature and Creative Writing at Melbourne University. She spends a third of her time writing bad, sassy poetry, a third listening to old records and drinking tea and another third analyzing pop culture.