Quotes About Forgetting The Past Novels & Stories

Pagkatapos ng ilang sandali na katahimikan, nagsalita siya, "Nakalimutan ko ang lahat. Ayoko ng alalahanin ang mapait na nakaraan. Tapos na ang yugto ng buhay ko diyan." Nagulat si Vince sa sagot na iyon. Tila tinusok ng matalim na patalim ang kanyang puso. Tinitigan niya ito ng may hinanakit sa mga mata, "Nakalimutan mo na ang lahat." "Well, the past is too far away. I can't remember it." Sinabi ni Era iyon sa kaswal na tono, "Maganda ang buhay ko ngayon, kaya hindi ko naaalala ang masasamang bagay na iyon."

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. ***

Parang 'di kami magkakilala noon. Sana nga ganoon kadali kalimutan ang lahat. Sana nga ganoon kadali ibaon ang lahat. Na sa paglipas ng mga araw, dapat kasabay doon sa paglipas ang mga hinanakit. Sana ganoon nalang talaga kadali iyon. Kung may gamot lang sana para sa mabilis na paglimot, nilaklak ko na para lang kalimutan ang nangyari sa nakaraan.

"Oo, mamaya ikaw na ang aatakihin ko, anteh. Itulak mo pa ako nang itulak sa buhangin, sige. Okay lang talaga sa akin." Nabubuwisit na sagot ko kay Aristophanes at tinulak ko rin ito nang malakas. Hindi naman ito natinag dahil sa sobrang laki nitong tao ay parang naging tapik lang ang tulak ko rito. "Basta ang sa akin lang, Tajiana, let yourself heal from your past. You don't have to forget everything about the past, but at least, accept it as your past na and move forward."

"Me either, it's giving me nightmares. Ngayong nakausap na kita, I am sure I won't ever dream about it again." I have to forgive her. I don't have to like her, we don't have to be friends, but I have to forgive her, to forget. Because if I don't I am tying myself from the past, and it's too much to carry if I let it be with me in the future.

"Ayan din ang iniisip ko noong ipayo nila Carl na huwag ka munang kausapin sa mga recent memory mo na nawala. Ang sabi nila baka raw ma-trigger ang utak mo at tuluyan mo itong makalimutan." "Pero mas tuluyan ko na hindi na iyon maaalala pa kung ipagdadamot niyo sa akin na sabihin ang mga recent happenings sa buhay ko. Malilimutan ko nang malilimutan ang lahat kung hindi niyo ako tutulungan na alalahanin ang lahat ng bagay na nangyari."

Pero tapos na 'yon, kailangan na naming mag move forward. Kahit gaano pa kabigat, kahit gaano pa kasakit, kailangan nating magpatawad. Hindi naman 'to para sa kanila e' kung hindi para 'to sa ikatatahimik at ikaluluwag ng puso natin. And I think it's better. Let us all move forward, Let's forget about the past and Let's forgive those persons who hurt us. Huwag nang magdala ng extra baggage! Sometimes we need to let go burdens, for us to walk lightly.

Two years ago... We do not deserve a love that comes back but a love that stays. Let go of your past and look to your future. Maybe your past is the melancholy one but always remember that we have tomorrow, we need to face it with a smile. Be strong to face the challenges and be brave to fight for your happiness. There is a time for hello and a time for goodbye. It's why the act of burying things seems natural, but the act of digging them up does not.

"Forgive and forget, I mean." What is he saying? Hindi ko pa napapatawad ang Daddy niya at mas lalong hindi ko pa nakakalimutan ang ginawa ng Daddy niya sa akin. "Why are you asking such thing?" tanong ko naman. "It says the first to forgive is the strongest, and the first to forget is the happiest." He shrugged. "Just wondering if I can also apply that meaningful quote." sagot niya at nagpunta sa pwesto niya. Sa tabi ni Artemis pero medyo malayo.

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.