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Her stomach churned when she realised that she forgot the thing. "Oh my god, I forgot... I swear, I was here for something... Trust me." Liam noticed her slipping into panic mode. "It's okay! I know it happens to you... It's fine!" She panicked more; her breathing quickened. "No, no, it was important... How can I forget about it... I remember running here to tell you about it... I have to remember... I can't forget it so easily. Arghh! Why does it happen to me?"

"Do you believe in the saying that love doesn't forget?" "W-What?" "No matter how hard it gets, no matter what happens, love will always remember. Many people might say lies, but someone's heart could never forget the person who made it beat." He looked at me confusingly, "I-I don't understand what you're saying." "You will understand it one day."

Their lie might be caught then. “Doesn’t matter. You lost the right to touch me a year ago.” “What can I do to make you forget that, hmm? Tell me, what should I do?” “If you can make me forget what I passed through a year ago then why not? I’ll forgive and I’ll forget it. Only if you can wipe that memory from me.” “Though. Is this a challenge?” “You can see it anyhow you want to.”

Time can't heal everything, especially if the one that causes you a scars will always be in your heart and mind. "What if the pain in my mother's heart goes away, but I still can't forget her?" I let go of my mother's embrace and wiped the tears from my cheeks. Maybe when the memories was really from the person that you really have it was really hard to forget, that it was very precious for you, that it was like too hard and impossible to forget, or maybe you can't really let go someone as long as he or she still the one you are hoping to come back to you, even though it seems like too impossible.

Yet they never looked in the right direction. Never saw him. Never realized. Ama felt tears form. Because the tragedy wasn't neglect. It was failure. A heartbreaking failure. The Witness whispered: “We forgot that forgetting was possible.” Silence. The sentence echoed across eternity. How do you protect someone from being forgotten… If forgetting has never existed before? How do you search for someone… When the act of losing them erases the memory that they are missing? Aurel's eye widened slightly. The anger Ama expected never came.

No matter how people forget things, there are still thing greater than any sickness a mortal can get. That is love Love that keeps on reminding us about the things that we truly hold dear. Love that can’t be erased no matter what makes us forget it. it will remain. And it will always be. For the print it left behind can never be removed. Not by age, not by time, not by any medicine Aiden POV

He argued with me. “Look, as soulmates, she’ll feel the pull, too. Once she learns what we are, she’ll understand. Nothing will go wrong, she just needs to spend time with us. With her losing her memories, we are now on even footing with Zach.” I told him. “Dude, that’s a fucked up way to think with her not being able to remember anything.” He said. “That may be true, but it’s the reality of the situation.” I explained.

“I wish I could remember her.” “It must be hell… forgetting,” he said. I nodded, and looked around the room. How strange, I could have sworn I’d been in this dream before, in one of my fantastical dreams. But how could that be possible. How could I remember somewhere I had never been? An odd sort of thought returned to me. It did, on occasion, though I always tried to push it away, not wanting to let me heart feel a sort of impossible hope. There was something about tonight though, maybe it was the late hour, but it made impossible things feel possible.

he asked. I pressed my hand against his chest to keep him from getting any closer. "It doesn't matter. I'll forget in a few days anyway." Elijah suddenly grinned, chest vibrating with laughter. "You're not answering the question. It seemed that you liked it too." My face flushed bright red. "That's fine. If you forget, I'll just help you remember." "And what if I forget you too?" Honestly, I wasn't sure if he could really handle that. It had to be exhausting, spending every day afraid the person he loved might not recognize him tomorrow.

A far distant memory sprung into life. She was wearing a long black dress and struggling to breathe. Around her neck was a thick rope that burned the tender skin on her throat. Her legs kicked violently into thin air. The memory was so vivid, so real, Clarissa forgot her predicament in the shower and sank into the memory as though she were really there.