Once Loved Now Forgotten Novels & Stories

Had I forgotten that I had once tried everything to get him to accept my feelings? Had I forgotten? I frantically ran my hands through my hair, leaving it in a mess. Had I forgotten the happy moments we once shared? I thought that, in the end, I would be the victor in happiness, but now, victory has only brought sorrow. He had left me, too. It turned out I needed him that much.

"I know I am being too quick again, but I really want assurance from you." I heard cheers from Kyra and Mom. "Neil..." My palms still were covering my mouth. "I have waited for too long, that is why I want to give myself a favor... Please, do marry me again, wife. I can't remember some our pasts, but one thing is for sure, you are the only thing I can think of everytime I think about forever." We must forget those painful pasts of ours. We must focus on the present. I once being forgotten. Yes. But our love for each other was already tested. More so, nothing could take as apart.

I have given him one thousand cuts for a thousand things that he got to experience that I didn’t. I was the forgotten one. I was the one who ceased to matter. I watched from behind the scenes as the man with my same face moved on. I watched as he has got to live a full life. I watched him as he smiled. I watched him as he played. I watched him as developed his own family while he forgot the original. I was the one left behind. Now I have made this a moment in his life that he will never forget.

" What happened tomorrow, no one could know. Maybe I would wake up and forget all about it. I may forget that the love of my life cheated on me, forget that he took his mistress for a maternity checkup. I may forget their intimacy, forget that same bracelet Abril and I had. I may forget the pain of losing my babies, forget about... I may forget about my parents, forget about Vivian. I may even become so mad that I didn't realize I forgot about it. About what happened tomorrow, who knew?

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.

Start over as if nothing had ever existed, as if no one had ever existed, as if he had never existed. "I forgot no one," he says in a voice that is now only a murmur, a voice that comes from so far away it seems to cross years, miles, silences, lies, fears. "I forgot no one. I forgot neither your face, nor your voice, nor your body, nor your scent, nor the way you laugh, nor the way you cry, nor the way you fell asleep in my arms. I forgot nothing, absolutely nothing, of that night. Of you. Of us. Of what we were. Of what we could have been. Of what we should have been. Of what we will be, if you stop running, if you stop being afraid, if you stop doubting, if you stop forgetting. If you rem

"Can't you give me one more chance? Just one." "Nathan." I blinked. "In relationships, you only get one chance at trust." Just one chance for complete trust. Once that trust breaks, even if you try to piece it back together, all that's left are doubts and suspicion. Over time, you only grow to resent each other more. That kind of life was never an option for me. Nathan's trembling fingers twitched before he finally handed over the pendant. I took it without hesitation. The moment I did, all strength seemed to leave him. He collapsed onto the sofa, staring at me blankly...

She wished that he would live peacefully without her. Then she blew out the candle. She cleared out the final traces of her existence in the house. All that was left behind in the house she had spent more than a decade in were three items: a bank card with ten million dollars deposited inside that was meant to repay Cleo’s kindness over the years, a wedding gift meant to wish him a wonderful life with his lover and at last, a letter of farewell. “Uncle Cleo, I give up. I wish you nothing but happiness.”

If I had, I never would've let him get near Sadie. I was actually confident that Sadie would never forget me. Seven years together wasn't something she could just forget. But it was that very confidence that cost me everything. I thought it'd be like before. All I had to do was wait a few days, and she'd forget again. I wouldn't even have to coax her back. But just that one time, everything changed. If I could turn back time to that day, I'd never have made that bet with my friends. I'd never have said those things I didn't mean.