Lost But Not Forgotten Novels & Stories

“Afraid of being found. Afraid of being erased again. But what has that fear given us?” His voice grew heavier with each word. “Most of us lost everything long before we came here. Some were exiled. Some were sentenced to death for crimes they never committed. Others lost their families in wars they didn’t even understand. “And now…” He paused briefly, his breath unsteady. His gaze faltered for a moment before hardening again. “Now we’ve watched our Luna nearly die… only days after stepping outside our borders.” The weight of those words settled deep into the room, heavy and suffocating.

At some point in the long middle -- she had lost precise track of hours, which was unusual for her, but she had decided to allow it -- she said, without any particular occasion: Do you know what was in the notebook's fourth section? He looked at her. No. She had kept it for sixty days. She had said it once, to a train window, in the dark. She had not said it to him. The word was mate, she said. I read it on day forty-four. I did not say it aloud for sixty days after that.

“Kaelen will find me.” The reflection’s gaze softened. “If you linger, he will forget you.” The words hit harder than a physical blow. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “He wouldn’t.” “He must,” the reflection said gently. “That is how the living survive the lost.” A tremor rippled through the realm, distorting the silver sky. Thunder echoed faintly, but not from above — from beyond. A sound that did not belong here. It was faint but familiar — the rhythm of a heartbeat that matched her own.

His chest constricted painfully, haunted by the memory of what he had lost. ****** LMCD22

I lost her forever. .

I don't want to be like this anymore, I don't want to chase him anymore, I'll let him remember alone, did he really can remember me? Did he really want to remember me? Well, it's not my problem anymore I've had enough with him. Even, if it's breaking my heart I sigh I tried my very best for him to remember me but I failed. How can I help him to remember me when he always spend time with Loreane and now he suddenly act like that. It's hurting me whenever Loreane is around him and I felt jealous because she can make him smile, she can see the smile that I can no longer see, she can hold his hands and she can spend time with him. While me, I'm here waiting for him to remember me and him don't c

They were all telling her that they'd be there but they don't really know when to be there for her. Just like when her cousin Kendal used to tell her that she has got her back. Just like when her only best friend at school said that they will always be friends. Just when Fred said I'll be right here. Where are they? Gone. Kendal gave up on her. The only one whom she considered her best friend found new friends in college and forgot about her. Fred? He's probably seeking the things she could not give him, his needs. Ah fuck needs! "Stop it, Brie," she whispers to herself. "Stop thinking about those people who weren't bothered when they lost you." She sniffed, slight smoke coming from her mout

How had we let ourselves drift so far apart while still sharing the same bed? After losing our baby, things haven't been the same for us. It was something I had ignored at first, I figured time would heal everything but I was wrong…I shouldn't have waited this long to accept something was wrong. Hours passed as I threw myself into work, analyzing data and typing out detailed responses. Each report I tackled was one less moment to dwell on the image of Roman's retreating back, on the memory of how easily he had moved through violence yesterday, like a dancer performing steps he'd practiced countless times before.