I Remember Lyrics Novels & Stories

I never blink an I as a painful memories came across my mind. From the scenario of me crying in a small room while regretting what I have done. From seeing my bestfriend looking at me emotionless... "I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams~"

I loved it all, together with you The bitter scent of lemons remains embedded in my heart Can't make my way home 'til the rain lets up Even now you remain my light In the darkness, I traced outlines of your back I remember it's contour so clearly Every time I encounter something that's all too overwhelming That's the tears that won't stop overflowing What were you doing, what were you watching Your face in profile, with a look I'd never seen If you are out there somewhere now Lost in the same tears, same loneliness as I Please won't you just erase me from your memory This I pray from the bottom of my heart More than I knew I was in love with you Since then I can't Breathe easy It seems so un

But wait there's more, why does my memory was coming back one by one, I feel my body, and there's a new power inside of me,

seryosong tanong ni Euphie sakaniya. “I don't know how to say it..” at napatitig lang lalo si Jade sakaniya. “Pero parang matagal na nga talaga kitang kilala..” “Huh? Sa paanong paraan?” at napakunot na ang noo niya sa sobrang pagkalito. “I can't explain it either. Pero..” “Pero ano..” “I somehow remember everything about you..”

“Hmm, yes, I’ve been there. The ‘I’m fine’, period.” I roll my eyes, “I just didn’t have enough sleep last night. That’s all.” “Ah huh. Well, whatever’s bothering you, fix it. It’s not going to do us any good if you forget the lyrics during our gig tonight.” She pushes off the bar and grabs her sticks, twirling them through her fingers while chatting with Justin. As much as it pisses me off, she’s right. Lyrics aren’t the only thing I’ve been forgetting. This week while doing the ordering, I doubled the vodka and bought an unknown craft beer – thank god it tastes good.

FOUR YEARS LATER. ELIZABETH'S POV The music lyrics pounded in my eyes very loudly as I danced to the song. Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I shall die before I 'wake I pray the Lord my soul to take I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize I've tasted blood and it is sweet

Baby, cry for me When I put my lips on you (when I, when I, when I) When I put my lips on you (when I, when I, when I) Just turn off the lights and you can be my private dancer When we close the curtains You and me can forget all our manners, oh The neighbors must think that we're crazy, baby 'Cause look how easily we keep coming undone You wanna be reckless, restless, right until tomorrow Wait When I put my lips on you You feel the shivers go up and down your spine for me Make you cry for me When I put my lips on you I hear your voice echoing all through the night for me Baby, cry for me When I put my lips on you (when I, when I, when I) When I put my lips on you (when I, when I, when I) Wh

None of it did. Almost without realizing, I started to hum. My voice was small, unsteady. The melody came from somewhere I couldn’t remember, a song that seemed older than my memories, something that had always lived in me. “Sleep, little one, the night is kind, Close your eyes, leave fear behind, The world can wait, the dark will fade, I’m here, my love, I will stay.” The words spilled out like a memory half-remembered, half-invented. My voice trembled, but the sound soothed me. For a moment, the panic eased, and I let myself sink into the quiet.

Dylan screamed after her. The words rang in her ears, but she didn't even bother to turn around. Instead, a deep, sickening dread began to take root in her stomach, bringing back the same question she'd asked herself before her memories returned. If I really was the love of her life, what did that make her for falling for Dylan the moment she lost her memories? It made her a cheater, an unforgivable betrayer. She couldn't bear to picture the look on my face when I inevitably refused to forgive her.

Right at the threshold, the familiarity struck me like lightning. She's been here with me. Right in this very place. My eyes trailed to the dirty floor where some chains lay. The memories were blurry, but I remembered being on that floor, struggling. I remembered being at peace when warm arms embraced me. Not just any arms—Lyric's. Fuck, I wanted to remember. Everything screamed in me to remember. Why the hell was it impossible!? "Was it necessary?" The question left in the wrong tone. Or maybe not really the wrong tone if I didn't want to pet her.