Forget Me Novels & Stories

Don't you think I would know? Amnesia, all memories fade until they disappear Where have you gone? I try to forget it every time I see you, I see you I thought I could do it without it Now I know I need you, I need you This is turning into some kind of fucking amnesia, I need you Memories fade away Love is so crazy So break me and do it again tomorrow I almost forgot who we are I'll let you drive me crazy for another day Isn't this love madness, madness?

My heart shattered into a million pieces, the realization hitting me like a tidal wave. "No... Rueben, please don't forget me," I pleaded, my voice filled with anguish. "I want you to be happy, but I can't bear the thought of you forgetting our love, our memories together." Tears streamed down my face as I reached out to touch his hand, hoping to reignite the spark that had once burned between us. But he pulled away, his gaze distant and detached. "I'm sorry, Naomi," he said softly, his voice a hollow echo. "I don't remember you. It's as if our past has been erased from my mind. I wish you the best, but I can't force myself to remember something that no longer

' (Mmmee? ' han tum, jab Mai tumhe bhulne ka sochta hun, tum mere samne aajati ho, yeh yaad dilati rehti ho, ke tum mere liye lahasil ho'. He gritted. (Yes you, whenever i try to forget you, you every time come in front of me, reminding me that you are out of my reach). ' per tumhe pata hai Kiya?, Maine Kiya Socha hai, ke is aag me mai akela kiu jalu, tumhe bhi is hi se guzarna hoga'. He said with a smirk,

“Please do not look for me anymore, you represent everything I am running from. I have a new life now and I don’t want it to be destroyed by you and your father." "But mom I––" "Just forget about me, you carry the blood of that rotten man therefore I want nothing to do with you too. Sorry that you ended up being the one paying for his mistakes.” She coldly said. Those words sliced through her soul. Everyone I care about keeps leaving me. A thousand broken glasses cut all over again like déjà vu. "Fourteen years without you mom." Laying on her side, staring blankly through the window. Several hours elapsed since Alonso locked her up in the apartment. She falls asleep after an eternity of

As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity - remember me. Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed. For if you always think of me, I will never be gone. Margaret Mead “Let us never forget those who gave all to Skatom Mochain,” I said and lowered my glass to drink. I can say one thing for sure, this stuff wasn’t for the weak, it burned a bit going down.

He couldn't. Hope surged through my veins as I hurriedly picked up the second bottle and turned it to read its label. Remembro. And, that's was when all that was glued back together with hope. Shattered all over again. Pieces of me laid there on the floor. Shattered. Tears brimming in the corner of my eyes, making them shine. Remembro is an illegal drug in Eleneas. It is used to damage the memory power of a person making them unable to remembering things.

He brought his lips to mine and gently kissed me. “Once we are done with this I will erase your memories.” The neuroscientist stated confidently. Lucas pulled back with eyes that looked smothered. “Why do I have to do this if I won’t remember anyway?” I whispered breathlessly. A small smirk formed on Lucas’s face as he stepped back. The device was put on my face as I was distracted and I could do nothing as the pictures of Lucas and myself slowly shuffled though the never ending loop “You may not remember your past but that means nothing if you are madly in love with Lucas.” He stated lowly. “But I won’t remember him, so I won’t love him.” I mumbled in frustration.

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

FORGET He is so close I can feel his warmth, feel his breath, feel his heart beating, feel everything he hasn't said, everything he's kept inside, everything he's carried alone for six years. This waiting. This hoping. This certainty that one day, one day, I would stop running. That I would turn around. That I would see him. That I would remember. That I would come back. That I would stay. That I would love him, finally, the way he loved me, the way he loves me, the way he will always love me.

' I hesitated. 'A memory.' The woman raised an eyebrow. 'What kind?' 'Something that can make someone forget a particular memory.' The woman fell silent. For a moment, I wondered if she would refuse me. Instead, she reached beneath the counter and brought out a small glass bottle filled with a pale liquid. 'It won't erase everything.' I stared at it. 'What will it erase?' 'Only what you tell it to take.' I swallowed. 'And the person won't remember that they forgot?'