A Love Forgotten Novels & Stories

“I can’t remember any of this. She loved me and I loved her and I can’t fucking remember.” I covered my mouth but the sobs still broke out and Stacy wrapped her arms around me. The love my grandfather always told me about. The love that he had with our grandmother. Their whirlwind romance that was a week. Their lifelong love that they never grew tired of. I had found it and then somehow, I lost it. I fucking lost it. I lost all of it and not only did I lose it but I broke the one who gave me that same love back.

He hadn’t meant to hurt me. We love each other. And love takes work and forgiveness.

My love for him battled with my hate for him, my hate for him at that very moment was winning. I picked up my luggage and stormed out of his house. This marks the end of us Branden, I regret ever knowing you irrespective of the times we spent together. I'll never step foot into your house or life again, that, I promise you.

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."

Lena sat beside him. “I think he’s starting to remember,” she said quietly. Mr. Alcante nodded. “Then it’s only a matter of time.” The old man looked over at her. There was something in his eyes—something old and knowing. “You love him?” he asked. Lena didn’t answer right away. “I don’t know who he is anymore,” she finally whispered. Mr. Alcante tapped his cane lightly against the porch floor. “Maybe that’s the best way to love someone. When they’ve forgotten everything and you still stay.”

Love and family. THE END

Silent suffering is more painful than perseverance, she suppresses her feelings to the bottom of her heart, for her it is much more painful than love that can be expressed. The God of Fire León de Fuego's trembling hand took a pale green magic pill from his sleeve, and with great reluctance the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing one last smile. “This is the medicine of forgetting that I asked Dios Del Océano, the god of the sea, to prepare for you, after taking it, you can get rid of all the pain of this love, start afresh, fall in love with a man deserves your love… This is the last thing I can do for you.” "Drink this, can I forget you forever?"

His forgotten Luna Episode 51 "I'm sorry Lucy but I can't change my mind about This! Everything has been planned out and it's too late to change it now. I hope you understand my point. "Ohh really its too late to change it but why do you say you love me if you really didn't mean it? Were you really saying that words to take advantage of me? Yeah most likely! Ojjh gosh I knew this!

"It was a slip of the tongue. My husband should be waiting for me downstairs, so I won't take up any more of your time." Sadie felt Connor had a sinister air about him. She did not want to be alone with him. Before she could leave, Connor grabbed her arm. "It's only been three years, Sadie, yet you've already forgotten about me? "I've missed you for the past three years. How can you forget about me?" Connor finally ceased his pretence as no one was around. Sadie's eyes widened in shock. She knew there was something familiar about Connor. There was something about him that struck her, even though it was the first time she had seen his face.

Aaron kept going, “people say that when you are in love you forget about everybody else except the person you love and that person becomes the world for you. That time I knew you were the one for me. People also say that God has chosen a mate for everybody and I think you are the one God has picked for me and you truly are my soul mate.” She was loving whatever he was saying and he puts his hands around her face again like a cup, “when you look at me in eyes, when I kissed you, held you tight, and even a word you said to me, made me a different person from the person I was before. Now, you're telling me to go away from you and when there is no going back for me.” He puts his hands down, “I d