Quotes On Remembering の小説・ストーリー

Palabas na ako ng HQ nang marinig ko siyang mahinang bumulong. "You were forgetting me while I'm trying to remember you."

“Back in college, you'd always grab a sandwich and a strawberry shake from the canteen, kaya alam kong paborito mo ang drink na iyon.“ sagot nito, hindi naman siya makapaniwala na natatandaan pa rin nito ang bagay na iyon. “Ang weird mo,” naiiling na sabi. Nangunot ang noo nito. “Weird? Ako? Bakit naman?” Tanong nito. “Natatandaan mo pa rin kahit ang maliit na bagay na iyon, bilib na ako sa long term memory mo,” natatawang sabi niya. Ngumiti ito. “I tend to remember things really well, especially when it's something I'm interested in.” Wika nito. Nawala naman ang mga ngiti niya at saglit na natigilan.

But our lips remained connected, never minding the cold that the rain had poured on us. But… I will remember it all. Even this cold. I will remember it.

bakit hindi ko man lang napagtanto ang bagay na yun. Haist! Ngayon iniisip ko kong may babalikan pa ba ako matapos ko siyang iwan ng mga sandaling yun! Napakasira ulo ko! Hindi ko man lang napagtanto ang napakalaking bagay na yun! Tunay ngang hindi ko pa siya ganun ka kilala, muntik ko nang makalimutan na siya si Maxine Quinto,she can't even speak her true feelings pero kaya niyang iparamdam yun,,nakalimutan ko ang nag iisang category at motto niya sa buhay..ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS! SIYA SI MAXINE QUINTO may isang salita, na kailan man hindi niya kinakalimutan.

But that would scare her so, let's just take it slow. I smiled as I remembered the time our gaze met at the AV hall. I knew she had a hard time remembering who I am. Come to think of it. How could you remember someone you didn't even had a chance to be with? Someone who is a complete stranger to you? I could hear her saying I was familiar. Hmmm. "Maybe you can't remember me, well of course you haven't met me in your lifetime in this century, but your heart and your soul remembers me" I mumbled.

Isa sa mga pinaka ayaw naming subject dahil puro memorization ang aming ginagawa. Grabe nakakadrain kasi 'to ng brains. Matapos ang mahigit apat na oras na klase sa dalawang subject ay nagsiuwian na kami. Hindi ako dumiretso sa bahay. Nagpunta ako sa Green Hills Amusement Park. Isa sa mga lugar na paborito kong puntahan sa tuwing may problema ako. Napakatahimik kasi ng lugar na ito sa mga ganitong oras dahil madalang na ang batang naglalaro.

Because now, I can’t remember it. When I forget about how her voice sounds, I would always grab this phone and watch videos of her. She was correct when she said back then that I would be thankful that she loves to take a lot of videos. The videos are the only way that I can remember her voice again. And the photos are the only ways I can see her again. I clenched my phone and placed it on my lap. The video is still playing even if I’m not watching it anymore. It’s the video where she kept on talking. She’s not shutting up on this one.

Naglakad ako sa Burnham Park pagkatapos ng klase, bitbit ‘yung notebook. Umupo ako sa bench, pinanood ‘yung mga taong naglalakad, nagbibisikleta, tumatawa. At doon ko sinimulang isulat: > This city didn’t heal me by erasing the pain. It healed me by showing that life still continues even after everything ends. Some mornings still ache, some memories still sting, but that’s how I know I’m alive. And maybe healing isn’t about forgetting someone. Maybe it’s about remembering them without breaking.

Sa paningin ni Athena, ibang babae na ngayon ang dapat kong alagaan. Damn memories! Memories na kailanman ay hindi pinahalagahan ni Athena. Memories na kagaya ko ay tinapon lang niya na parang basahan! But why am I still holding on to that? Why would my mind still want to remember those scenes from the past?

Pagkatapos ng klase, may iniabot na maliit na papel si Liam sa kanya. Isang sketch dalawang kamay na magkadikit, may nakasulat sa ilalim: > “Healing is not forgetting. It’s remembering without pain.” Napangiti si Mia, at tumingin kay Liam na nakangiti rin mula sa malayo. At sa loob niya, marahan ngunit totoo, naramdaman niyang sa wakas nakalaya na siya. Kinagabihan, habang tinatapos niya ang isang bagong painting, tinanong niya ang sarili: