A Love To Forget Novels & Stories

I stop. This night is definitely not a normal one. I have always hated bars. I have never set foot in any bar the whole of my life. I hate alcohol. I detest people who take alcohol. Well, aside from one, because he gives me some tickling sensations when he is tipsy. He never gets drunk, by the way. Just a glass or two when he wants to arouse that freaking funny side of him. Argh! Enough of that jerk already. I heard that alcohol makes you forget things, whatever they are. Well, tonight I need to forget. I want to forget all about this love, all about him, and all about that thing he did to me tonight. I want to lose myself tonight.

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

My social psychology professor gave us a simple assignment: text the words I love you to the family member we were closest to, then record their first reaction. My parents had died seven years earlier in an ambush meant for the DeLuca family. With no one else to text, I sent the message to Roman DeLuca—the youngest Don in New York’s underworld and the man the court had once appointed as my temporary guardian. The typing bubble appeared and disappeared all night. At two in the morning, his answer finally came. [Mara, don’t confuse dependence with love. Whatever exists between us can never cross that line.] The next day, he stripped away every privilege he had ever given me, disconnected our p

I want to experience everything with him because I love him. I continued after a pause of a few seconds to gather myself back. "But I know, you won't meet me, you just want me as your friend. Neither I will force you to meet me nor I'll force you to accept my love. I just want to forget you completely and I want to move on from you. I'm sorry, but I can't continue this friendship anymore. I'm a strong girl, but I don't have the strength to pretend that I'm your friend when I love you more than just friends. I just want to forget you." I said these after putting a stone on my heart. Moving on from the person whom you love is not easy. I want to forget him, but I can never forget him. I don't

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. If you don't love, can't you hate? At least I can remember. Forgetting and not caring are more tormenting than love and hate.

I smiled at her. "Thanks Mom. I will take my leave then. I have some work to finish. You know tomorrow is the reception.” She nodded and I came out of her room. It's not easy to forget your first love. But to overcome that phase you need someone who will love you, cherish you, pamper you, and you can find solace in his arms. I don't know how people forget someone they used to love. But I believe if you want to forget someone you have to replace him with someone else in your heart only then you can forget that person.

But deep down, the silence was already tearing at me. I looked up at him, my voice barely above a whisper. “Kurtis… just know that I love you so much.” I felt the weight of everything I couldn’t say pressing against my chest, but I forced a small, sad smile, even as my heart ached. “And… please, forget that I was even here like this. Forget this mess.” His expression softened, his eyes searching mine, and I could see the hurt there, the worry. “Lyra, why would I ever forget you? Why would I want to forget this?”

Giving up was probably the best option for him. No sorrow, no suffering, no remembrance, no fighting. For him, loving someone is giving that person the happiness and joy that he or she needs. “But I didn't expect that the person she loved the most would heartlessly forget about her. Have you ever considered her as your wife? Have you ever loved her? To this question, you can without hesitation answer yes. But in his mind, he kept that word and swallowed it inside. He loved her, so why did he forget her, why did he heartlessly make her sad? Levi Simon was an asshole, but that bastard was the one she chose to fall in love with.

That at this very moment, it was still him I was thinking about. I guess love is really blind because I can't seem to forget him no matter how hard I tried. This stupid heart is stubborn and insistent. I know there are those rare souls who love only once in a lifetime... could I possibly be one of them? I've tried everything – God knows I've tried my hardest to forget him, I even despise and hated him, but it was still him my heart stubbornly desires. Will I really never forget him?

“What we have is just a lust. That's all. Sooner, you will forget me, and I will forget you too. I will forget you eventually." “I doubt it. It's impossible for me to forget, Shean. ” He gripped her two hands tightly. “I love you, and you know what? I am sure… definitely sure… that this love I have for you will last forever. I have never been this sure for all of my life. I have bedded so many women, but I have never been in love just like this. So if you say it was just lust, two weeks was enough for me to forget you. But I cannot. There has no single day that I do not think of you. There has no single moment that I do not miss you. I just had to fix everything before I came h