Lirik Davichi Forgetting You Mga Nobela at Kwento

She forced me into the only escape route, leaving herself behind. As her voice gradually faded into the rubble, her final words to me were, "We're even now. I owe you nothing." I knew she had done all that just to make amends for forgetting me and falling for someone else, not because she still loved me. Tamping down the bitterness welling up in my chest, I uttered softly, "There's no going back for Eleanor and me." In this life, I would never repeat that mistake. Leaving the Ashby residence, I headed to the village clinic to find Dylan.

My thighs, my mouth, my memories. “I spend my days locked in a haze, tryna forget you babe…” I sang louder, shakier, dancing like my heartache had Bluetooth and was connected to my hips. I swayed in the middle of my dorm room wearing nothing but his oversized hoodie and those stupid lace panties he once ripped in the shower. I didn’t care. I didn’t want to care. I turned the volume up and screamed the next lyrics. “I gotta stayyyyyyy high all my life—to forget I’m missing you!”

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.

I will, Adrian. My last memory of you… I would never forget it.

He quickly set the can down and walked over, bending down to take my hand. I raised my other hand and lightly traced the faint scar on his eyebrow. I smiled. "I remember today. You're my Nico." The wind swirled, dropping lemon petals onto my blanket and our joined hands. Nico crouched and pressed his face into my palm. I felt the warmth of his tears against my skin. He whispered. "It's okay. Even if you forget tomorrow, it's okay. I'll just tell you again. If you forget next year, I'll tell you then, too. Life is long, and I have all the time in the world to wait for you."

"You people make me sick." The second Sarah said it, every fake smile in the room froze. Lucas's heart stopped for a beat. He looked up, trembling, and saw Sarah staring at him, her face dark as thunder. She repeated herself, her voice low and cold. "I know everything. You did all of it." Lucas's jaw twitched. His eyes were full of desperate pleading. "No, Sarah. That's not—that's not how it happened. I just—I wasn't thinking straight. I was so scared you were going to leave me, so I just—"

That wrecked him. He limped toward me, reaching for my hand. I stepped back like it was nothing. "Mister, keep this up and I'm calling the cops." His eyes were wild, voice cracking as he yelled, "I don't believe you forgot me! Rhea, you said forever! I only forgot you because of that temporary amnesia—but I remember now! I know you're the one I love!" I laughed. Hard. What a clown. Acting like some tragic lover. Would he have "remembered" so fast if I hadn't walked away for good? Doubt it. He'd still be playing house with Juliet and her stupid little props.

On the third day, my memories started to decline. I constantly forgot what I was just doing or thinking. There were many times a day when I suddenly froze on the spot. With much difficulty, I finally remembered that I wanted to keep the Lego set that Raven had destroyed. Although I no longer had any hope my family would come to accept me, Grandma and I built the Lego set together. It was an important memory I had of Grandma. I would not allow them to throw such memories into the trash.

“I hope you forget it.” *