I Remember Lyrics Novels & Stories

I never remembered mum carrying me back to the house to pack my things. Neither did I remember being mute. I never remembered being called a mute child. My mind wondered to all these as I took my bath. I also hummed a song I remembered dad singing for me whenever I had cried about anything, when I was just little. It was a precious piece by singer, Bob Marley: “Don’t worry about a thing ‘Cause every little thing gonna be alright Singing don’t worry about a thing ‘Cause every little thing gonna be alright Rise up this mornin’

IVY Everett’s words kept echoing in my head like a song I couldn’t turn off. “You’re very smart, Ivy. Even though you don’t remember everything, that doesn’t mean you forgot everything.” The more I tried to push the thought away, the louder it became. I did have someone else in my past.

The music fills the room and I clear my throat, starting with the first lyrics of the song. Been to the future, it didn't end well. Saw her in the arms of another And my heart started to melt. Memories came flooding back. Being with her was like a dream And now the dream is over, Leaving me craving. We halt for a while as I close my eyes and try to recall the chorus. I hum the song softly, the words arranging themselves in my mind until I feel like being close to the correct combination. Harley waits patiently while I guide us to start playing again.

He asks with genuine concern. “No it’s not you, it’s me. I don’t exactly have experience in this area and I seem to ramble when I’m around you. I don’t want to end up saying something crazy like I think you’re beautiful and I want you to come back to that beautiful house of yours and do things to me that I’ve only imagined or that I want to see if your lips are as soft as they look and oh my god please stop it Addyson! I’m sorry, I -“

I can't sleep, I've been thinking about you and how we messed up Thinking bout my old self, how you want no help Damn it was rough But we came a long way since then I know that it's late, but I got things to say to you, I know that we've changed, but I got things to say to you We don't really say anything anymore and that's okay Since you were mine, and I was yours Remember those days? I'm just reminiscing, reminiscing, reminiscing I smiled as we listened to the rest of the song playing on as I looked out of the window. We always sang along to songs together so much when we were still in high school, and this one was one of our favorite songs.

"Subject must not remember." I whispered the words to myself, "But I remember now. And I'm not going to let them take that away from me."

/I should be over all the butterflies But I'm into you (I'm into you) And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you (I'm into you)/ /Let 'em wonder how we got this far 'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you/ My heart starts beating faster when I realize the lyrics of the song. What is this? /Recount the night that I first met your mother And on the drive back to my house I told you that, I told you that I loved ya/

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.

I took mike and began to sing remembering my Elina. When I closed my eyes, first I remembered, how she was dancing in rain that day.. I am remembering you, the way you danced in rain.. I am unable to forget you.. Every second, everytime I am remembering you.. You became my life You became my soul You became my heart beat You became my happiness I am remembering you, the way you smile and say I LOVE YOU I want to hear it now, but you are not there here... I want to say I LOVE YOU, but you are not here..

I want to know how to make you smile more. “Don’t mind me. It’s just me and my silly thoughts…” He trailed off a bit before responding to my question. “My wife used to add the same amount of honey in her tea. Seeing you do the same made me feel happy for a moment.” I saw Lucas’ eyes tear up, but he quickly wiped the droplets away in the guise of running his hand through his hair. “Every time I see, hear, or smell things that remind me of her, the empty feelings in my heart fades for a while, but then I feel miserable afterwards when I realize she’s never coming back.”