The Sweetness Of Forgetting Book Novels & Stories

“Anne, if you choose the fourth path, if you let your memories be taken, you will wake up and walk past me like a stranger. I could speak your name and you would hear only sound. No history. No pain. No love.” His voice cracked and I felt it like a blade. “I do not want to watch you forget the best parts of us,” he whispered. I closed my eyes, because looking at him was like staring into a fire I could not step away from. “What if forgetting brings peace?” I murmured. “Peace from heartbreak. Peace from what we cannot have. Peace from a past that never healed.” He turned sharply to me, eyes fierce. “And what if remembering is what makes us whole? What if the pain is part of who we are?”

“In my opinion, now that you know everything, you should be relieved that you know where you stand and that would help you plan your future.” “I have felt so lost when I found out that I was abandoned in the past. But I think it is best that we know the real truth about our lives even if it is hurting us rather than stay obliviously peaceful in a false notion of happiness.” Princess Aria retrieves her hands from Caspian’s grasp and places them on Caspian’s cheeks. Both are still gazing at each other’s eyes, green to green. Without a warning, the Princess pinches both sides of the ranger’s cheeks so hard then laughs out loud with amusement.

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"Sweetheart, having a normal life doesn't mean that you'll forget about your past. No matter how painful the memories are, they're a part of your life- your past. I used to think that my life would go back to how it used to be, and I prayed that it would. But then I realized that I shouldn't invest all my life on trying to forget. You can't forget. It's an aspect of your life now, and you'll have the scars to remind you every single day. No matter how horrendous the memories are, you'll understand that they make you who you are." We talked...and talked. She was very open and generous when sharing her past. I felt that I'd needed this meet. Her book was only a scratch on the surface. Meeting

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But in moments of profound grief, what else is there to say? "I'm trying to be," I managed, offering a smile so weak it was barely a ghost of an expression. Jessica's professional side emerged. "Are you feeling pain anywhere? Do you need anything?" "Please," I whispered. "Something to help me sleep, to help me forget. To just... stop feeling. For a little while." The word "forget" resonated deeply. What a beautiful, impossible concept. The irony was not lost on me. After all, I was a woman with incomplete memories, I've spent months trying to piece everything together yet today I wish to forget.

‎ ‎The reader’s final turn of the page is this. ‎ ‎The closing of the book is this. ‎ ‎The setting down of the book is this. ‎ ‎The quiet that follows is this. ‎ ‎The life that continues after the book is this. ‎ ‎The forgetting of the story is this. ‎ ‎The sudden remembering of a line from chapter one is this. ‎ ‎All of it, this. ‎ ‎The light that is. ‎ ‎The love that is. ‎ ‎The being that is. ‎ ‎Always this.

he asked and his tone was surprisingly tender. I felt a blush rush to my cheek as a knot formed in my lower abdomen. Although I didn’t want to admit it, it seemed that Rowan had caught on to the fact that I also had difficulties forgetting the passionate night that we shared together. Is it possible that he also felt the same way? "Of course. Of course, I can forget all about it," I replied determinedly. ‘I need to forget about it,’ I whispered to myself inside my mind. "I see. So I guess you’re one very forgetful girl. If that is the case, shall I give you a little sweet reminder?" Rowan suggested as he leaned over to whisper those words directly into my ear.

I really miss him calling me sunshine. Why do I still remember you, Levi? When you already forget me. I erased your memory but forgot to erase mine. I did not erase my memory intentionally. It's just I don't want to forget you. I don't want to forget the joy of love. I want to remember you. Remember what you look like. No matter if it's been a thousand or ten thousand years. Whether you still remember me or not. I'll remember you always. You are my beautiful mistake. That I never want it to fade from my mind and heart. I want to keep you safe in my heart's secret locker. So that I can cherish you all my life. I can't be with you. But I can keep you, your beautiful smile, and all the beautifu

"She's so bright, so amazing. It's okay to feel a little jealous.” "However, remember, you're Mrs. Ferguson." He shifted the conversation, his voice growing serious, "Remember to act properly. Let's pretend that the last few days were just a bad dream, okay? From now on, we'll live happily." Tania closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they were calm. She whispered, "Okay." She planned to forget everything about that place, including Samuel, once she left. Samuel let out a sigh of relief, loosened his grip, and gave her shoulder a pat, "Go get dressed. I've had some new jewelry sent up for you.”