The Forgotten Love Novel Novels & Stories

And slowly, without him naming it, without him admitting it in any structured form, he began to understand what distance had done. It had not weakened anything between them. It had refined it. Until she no longer existed as someone he remembered. But as someone he was continuously aware of. And in that awareness, there was no escape that felt natural anymore. Only the quiet, unspoken realization that love, when it becomes this unguarded, does not ask permission to stay. It simply begins to live inside everything else.

So I began to pack my bags, but Sienna texted me halfway, attached with a photo of the car trunk full of champagne roses. [Look, Fiona. Duke still remembers champagne roses—these are my favorite.] [Thank you for grooming such a perfect partner. He's so much more romantic than before.] I didn't reply, and quietly ticked another day off the calendar. - That night, Duke broke his promise again—in fact, he didn't come home over the next few days either. As I solemnly cleared signs that I lived in my house and ticked the days off the calendar, I finally understood—when you were disappointed enough, you wouldn't even want to leave anything for the other person to remember you by.

"But you glared at me like I’d kicked your dog." She scoffed. "Because you were a playboy! Hitting on my cousin—" "I wasn’t—!" I cut myself off, groaning. "Okay, maybe I flirted back, but you—you were the only one I ever wanted." She rolled her eyes, but her lips twitched. I cupped her face, pressing my forehead to hers. "I mean it." "Yeah, you always do," she sighed. "And then you leave." My stomach dropped. What else had I forgotten? If it’s Kelly, I can’t forget her. I vowed to myself to never forget her because she’s my first love. Is there something else that I did which should be so important to me but I forgot?

" 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?

She placed a small notebook at the base of the headstone. Inside were pages of her,her pain, her joy, their memories. A legacy. A goodbye. A start. As she walked away, the wind picked up again. And somewhere, in the silence between her footsteps, she swore she heard him say her name. Soft. Warm. Home. End of chapter 10 End of when love lies.

I don’t remember very much about the life that I once lived before I meet the man that I fell in love with. I have fragments of memory like it was told to me by a wondering future teller that I was to meet the love of my life that night only if I went to the Le Glow Club but I’d only meet him if I went there as I went home that day. I found it hard to believe as I had always been overlooked my men in the past so I really didn’t think much of it but straighten up my bag and started to head towards the tube sky station somehow I still found my way to the Le Glow Club so I thought to myself I guess I’ve got nothing to lose except for a good telling off once I finally got home.

Someone who never even wanted to love me. “I never took it because The Others told me to leave it right where it was until the right time. It just so happened they didn’t need it until now. They only reached back out to me recently, within the last month. I had forgotten all about them after all these years… And honestly, I did fall in love with you. I am still in love with you.” She said and burst out into tears again.

Why am I choosing to drown myself in alcohol? Two words. To forget. This may not be permanent but I can live with this temporary relief of pain. Even just for tonight, I’d stop hurting from everything he did to me. How could he forget me? I don’t get it! He was the person who told me that he likes me, that he didn’t want to go around the bush. He was the man who told me he’d be there for me. What the hell happened? How can he sleep telling me he loves me to death one night then wake up not remembering me at all? How did he manage to forget me in a span of a night? How come? Why?

With love ~Kathleen I hope that puts her mind to rest on any boys, I do not wish to stop seeing Levi and that means that I can not get caught. I really can't wait to see Levi again, to have his soothing voice ringing in my ears. Is this me being in love? Snap out of it woman! He's way too old for you, or is he? I still don't know how old he is, maybe he never-- A book caught my attention, its light blue, mint green, and white cover draw me to it. I go over and take the book out of the bookshelf. The title read as, "Doctor Miller's book of findings." I open at the index and the title, "Stutters" catches my eyes.

“What we have is just a lust. That's all. Sooner, you will forget me, and I will forget you too. I will forget you eventually." “I doubt it. It's impossible for me to forget, Shean. ” He gripped her two hands tightly. “I love you, and you know what? I am sure… definitely sure… that this love I have for you will last forever. I have never been this sure for all of my life. I have bedded so many women, but I have never been in love just like this. So if you say it was just lust, two weeks was enough for me to forget you. But I cannot. There has no single day that I do not think of you. There has no single moment that I do not miss you. I just had to fix everything before I came h