Quotes About Forgetting Novels & Stories

Pagkatapos niya akong yakapin ay tinanaw ko ang papalayo niyang bulto. [End of the Flashbacks] "So it really happen. I always thought they are the one who forgot us, but I didn't realize that I also forgot things that is important." I smiled sadly when I whispered it. "I always want them to remember us, but I don't realize that there is someone that are waiting for me to remember him." I'm sorry, Drix. ***

"Gumamit ka na lang ng bago. Huwag mo ng hanapin pa ang bagay na sira na at kahit pa na sayo ang bagay na 'yon ng kay tagal ng panahon." Napangisi siya sa sinabi nito. "Ang daling sabihin 'di ba? Nasabi mo nga, pero mahirap gawin. Ang isang bagay o tao ang biglang nawala sayo ay kailanman ay hindi mo malilimutan lalo pa kung pinahahalagahan mo o minamahal. Subukan mo mang kalimutan ay pilit pa ding pina-aalala sayo."

Tinapon ko ang cellphone ko sa galit at tiningnan siyang muli. Forget him. Forget his name. Forget your fcking bestfriend. Forget his face. Forget his laugh. Forget his smile. Forget the way he held your hands. Forget the way he held you tight. Forget the way he looked at you. Forget the way he talked to you. Forget his walk. Forget the memories you made with him. Forget how close you two were. Forget his promise that he'll never leave you. Forget all about him just forget him, everything about him and remember you have me. I will never ever ever leave you no matter what happen.

Ang ngiti niya lamang ay sapat na para maghatid sa akin ng hindi mapagsidlan na kaligayahan. "So that you won't forget me ever. And even if you do, I will keep making you fall in love with me regardless." Isiniksik ko pa ang mukha ko sa kan’yang leeg at saka siya hinapit papalapit sa akin. "Alam mo naman na may takot na ako sa salitang pagkalimot, kaya dapat na siguraduhin ko na hinding-hindi mo ako makakalimutan." "You are crazy."

years. And I've always felt emptiness... I've always felt that something is missing... My heart knew that it's lacking... that I long for something... for someone. "Goodbye, Love..." No... "I was erased from your memory... And I promise that you'll also be forgotten by me." I would never be able to do that... Please, Isela... Don't do this to me... I promise that--- Wait! Where are you going?! Don't leave me, Isela!

Nanginginig nang kaunti ang boses ko nang itanong ko iyon. Sandali siyang natahimik. Parang siya rin ay hindi sigurado kung paano sasagutin. "Because I don't want you to forget it." Bahagya siyang ngumiti. "Especially when you forget it yourself." Napatingin ako sa kaniya. Hindi ko alam kung paano niya napapansin ang mga bagay na pilit kong tinatago. "Marikit."

Sa lahat ng taong kilala niya ay ako pa ang nakalimutan niya, ako pa ang rason ng pananakit ng ulo niya. "Masyadong delikado ang case niya. Kung ipipilit nating makaalala siya, may mga memoryang maaring mawala ng tuluyan at hindi na niya maalala. Hindi pa ako nakaka encounter ng ganitong case, but based on our study, we need to give him time to bring back his memories. Huwag madaliin. Huwag pilitin. That was also the suggestion of one doctor a while ago. I don't want to say this, Lalo na at dinadala mo ang anak ng lalakeng iyon, but you need to stay away from him for a while. Based on what happened a while ago, isa ka sa nag ti-trigger sa kanya dahil isa ka sa nakalimutan niya." "I just can'

Paano nga ba magpatawad? Paano pag hindi pala humingi ng tawad. Will you forgive for your own mental health? and let them realize what they've done. It's hard to forgive and forget especially that the ones that hurt me bad ay yung magulang ko pa. Wala akong narinig na explanation nila at parang ayaw ko na rin marinig ang mga paliwanag nila ay total wala na ring magagawa, iniwan pa rin ako, abandoned, neglected at parang hindi kilala.

paliwanag ko. "I know. Letting go is part of loving." ngumiti siya at tumingin sa malayo. Naniningkit siya ngayon kasi nasisilaw sa langit. Ang liwanag kasi. "Sometimes, we have to let go of something... to get something. We can't have everything. In order to forget, we have to let go first."

Nandoon ang mga nakaraang hindi na nila mababalik at mga nakaraang iiwan na lamang sa limot. Memories, like fragments of a forgotten melody, weave the tapestry of our lives. They are the elusive ghosts of our yesterdays, lingering in the recesses of our minds, waiting to be summoned by a scent, a song, or a fleeting glimpse of the familiar. The past, with its palette of emotions and experiences, shapes who we are today. In the quiet moments, we find ourselves drifting back, tracing the contours of our memories like fingers on an old, weathered photograph.