Some Things Are Best Left Forgotten Novels & Stories

It's best of she left her past in her past. A/n: please don't forget to drop your reviews on the story. It will help me get better

They’d forgotten something important. You can’t destroy what was built with love — especially not ours.

"You forgot my face. You forgot my name. You forgot that night. You forgot everything that happened, everything we were, everything we could have been. You forgot. You chose to forget. Because it was easier. Because it was safer. Because it was all you knew how to do. Forget. Run. Start over somewhere else. Start over with nothing. Start over with no one. Start over as if nothing had ever existed, as if no one had ever existed, as if I had never existed." I want to tell him he's wrong. I want to tell him I didn't forget. That I never forgot. That I thought of him every day, every night, every time I looked at my children, every time I saw their blond hair, their light eyes, the way they laug

"People always talk about how hard it can be to remember things - where they left their keys, or the name of an acquaintance - but no one ever talks about how much effort we put into forgetting. I am exhausted from the effort to forget... There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living." - Stephen Carpenter

And sometimes, we just have to go with what our fate is before the best things happen. The end

That we need to leave everything behind for the coming tomorrow. Past is past. We could never undo things but we could always look at it as a motivation to do better. To start anew. And to be the best version of ourselves. We may temporarily forget about it but we can never erase it. It will always be embedded in our soul and be remembered as a memory. An experience. Either bad or good. "Let's go home," I whispered. Atlas released me from his tight embrace and looked at me intently. Before, I let myself believe everything his eyes spoke. But now, I could freely let myself believe everything.

It was a pity that I finally found out that she was not a good person, she was just taking advantage of me. Trust was the most valuable thing, but sometimes it was very cheap. What matters is who you put your trust in. A gust of wind blew my hair, causing part of it to cover my face. Thinking back to years ago, my feelings seemed to remain the same. Unpleasant memories were always the ones that made me the most difficult to forget. But even though it was harder to forget, I still had to try to forget it. Life was not too long, if I only thought about sad memories, I wouldn't be able to be happy.

he said “You should rest, I’ll get going.” “Okay fine, go away.” I tried to laugh “But when the time you leave me, Forget me, forget that you have me, forget that you have a sister who always cares for you. I will not bother you anymore.” I chuckled “You’re free.”

Chapter 4 Can I really forget? Anne pov “Ehn?” I found my lips wide open and my hands shaking on their own “Yes…” he walked up to me and held my arm, staring deep into my eyes like he was looking at my soul “Please…remembering that night would ruin our friendship and create awkward moments, I don't want that.” I nodded; maybe he was right, but what about me? What about how I feel? Can I really forget about last night when it was the best thing that ever happened to me?