My Soul Chose To Forget You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hope said, tears streaming down her face. "You won't. Not the parts that matter. You'll forget my face eventually. That's okay. You'll remember my choices. That's what matters. I don't need you to remember me. I need you to continue me. To keep choosing love when it costs you. To keep showing up when it would be easier to quit. To keep believing people can change right up until they prove you wrong—and even then, to keep believing."

She tasted like longing, like comfort I didn’t deserve. For a moment, I let myself get lost—kissing her deeply, trying to drown out the name that echoed in the back of my mind. But no matter how close our bodies pressed, how warm she felt under my hands… it wasn’t Elena. I pulled back slowly, brushing a gentle kiss to her forehead. She opened her eyes, confused, lips still parted from the breathless high I’d led her to. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice breaking as I laid beside her. “I thought I could forget. That maybe I could use this to push her out of me... but I can’t. I can’t do that to you. I can’t do that to myself.”

“Here, it doesn’t make sense. How do you forget the person who changed your entire life? How do you forget our daughter growing inside you? How do you forget the way I used to pull you close at night like you were the only real thing in my world?” His words landed like blows. Each one harder than the last. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold the pieces together. It hurt. God, it hurt more than I expected. Because deep down, I had asked myself the same questions a thousand times in the dark. “I wish I could give you the answer you want,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I wish I could reach into my head and pull those memories out for you. But I can’t. I didn’t choose to forget you

I once fell so in love with you I fell so deep with all my heart I thought no matter what I do I will give anything for you Never thought you’d ever leave me Not even in my wildest dreams I don’t know what to feel or do Now I wish I never met you Don’t ever come back to me again Trying to forget you the best I can It hurts too much to say You threw us away Nothing that could make you stay Don’t ever miss me anymore You gave up on us when you closed that door I wish you all the best Thought you were my last Just please can you let me pretend.. to forget ~Mahen – Pretend to forget~

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"

That had seemed the right choice in the beginning, just another nameless hookup, but now I felt like an asshole. “Are you thinking about her?” she asked. I wasn’t much of a liar. “Yes.” Thinking that the end of this misguided adventure, I moved the bed and sat down on the edge of it. Instead, the girl followed me across the room and settled in my lap. “I can help you forget,” she said. If I squeezed my eyes closed really tightly, and didn’t let my hands linger too much, maybe this could still work. Instead of forgetting about Cynthia, I could lean into it.

“But if my memories are the cost of saving you both, I will pay it.” He shook his head, pain sharp across his face. “Your memories are your soul. Your heart. Everything that made you who you are with me.” My throat burned. “And you told me that pain made us who we became. Then let mine be the price. Let me take it. Let my heart carry the cost so yours does not have to. “I would rather forget you than bury you.” Charles closed his eyes. He did not fight me. Not because he agreed. But because he could not tear me away from my own choice.

I think the alcohol has begun to do its part as I feel squiffier now. "I want to forget everything for tonight Mia. will you make me forget?" I ask her seductively. Because that's what I want right now. I want to forget everything. I don't want to think about how messed up my life is. I don't want to remember how miserable I have been for so long. I want to forget how fucked up I am right now. And above all, I want to forget Nichole and I know Mia is the only woman who has the power to make it happen.

Lost in mood and eventually weakened. He may be right, I know what he was saying about being Guardian of soul but I chose not to remember. Sounds impossible but to tell it honestly I can forget anything I want to forget. Like how I forgot why my mother died. My father won't tell me either what's happened that's why it's become a mystery too. At that moment a question lingers to my head. Who am I? Eventually, the girl repented. She regrets deliberately forgetting the things her parents tell her to do.

"Yes, I can. But you must understand that it will be a difficult process. You will forget everything about Dante, including your love for him. Are you sure that this is what you want? And in some unique instances, you might forget that we also talked and forget the memories that I revealed to you. Do you still want to proceed?” I hesitated for a moment, my heart torn between knowing my real family and my desire to escape the pain that the Rossi’s had caused me. But in the end, the pain won out. "Yes," I said firmly. "I want to forget him. Please, Moon Goddess." The Moon Goddess placed her hands on my temples, and I felt a rush of energy flow through me. It was like a wave of light, washing o