You Don't Remember Me But I Remember You Novels & Stories

"I swear, I never left the hospital yesterday. The person in the footage may look like me, but it's truly not me." When I refused to admit guilt, Madison screamed, "You're still denying it even with the evidence? How do you have the nerve? "Caitlin, you're the most malicious, cold-hearted person I've ever met. This poor couple is about to pass out from grief, and you still won't admit it?" I pressed my lips together, then suddenly shifted my gaze to Madison's wrist. "Look, everyone. The person in the video is wearing a charm bracelet. But in my memory, that bracelet is Madison's prized possession. She wears it all the time."

Just undone. I walked to him. He looked up at me. “I only wanted to be remembered.” “You are,” I said. “But not like this.”

I whispered trying to focus my eyes on him “ you don’t remember?” He sounded concerned. Am I supposed to? “ I don’t.. I don’t know” I huffed out

my heart was beating very fast that I thought I would die okay calm down cool down nothing will happen to you "Do you recognize me?" He asked out of the blue of course I do remember him or maybe he doesn't remember me anymore maybe he doesn't it's not like it was such a big deal to him anyway. "Yes" I answered meekly

“I just… I want to remember so badly. Why am I not remembering?” “You have been through a lot Vel. It is understandable. You don’t have to remember everything immediately. We are together now and that is what matters the most.” “But you have to remind me of everything. I know we are mates but I cannot remember how or why. I cannot remember what I like about you or what you like about me. Our experiences together, all that we have been through to get here, I can't remember any of it.”

She is simply… uncertain if I belong in her memory at all. And that realization… hurts more than death ever could. I close my eyes for a moment. Just a second. Because I need to breathe through it. When I open them again, I speak more honestly. “I still remember you,” I say. My voice is lower now. Raw. “I remember everything.” A pause. “I remember loving you.” The words hang in the air. Heavy. Dangerous. Unstable. I see it in her reaction. A flicker. Not recognition.

“Well, I can't forget you. Ever since I saw you, you've been on my mind.” I let out a laugh, relief filling me as I look at him. He could have just said so, there was no need to pretend to be interested in who I am when he came for Medusa and not the woman behind her. “I see, well the fantasy usually dies out when you realize I'm not what I claim to be.” I smile, this time genuinely. “Medusa is an act, it's my job. I can pretend to be anyone, make you feel special and still go and cuddle up next to my boyfriend.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss. I understand what you feel completely.” “Thank you.” “Does it ever get any better?” He asked. “People say that time heals all wounds. Is it true?” “The wounds never really heal. And in the small chance that they do, there will always be a scar. Losing someone is like losing a part of yourself that you can never take back.” What the fuck am I saying? I was supposed to make him feel better, not make him feel worse. But I can’t lie to him. Even after ten years, I miss my parents dearly. Her death did not make things easier for me as well. It’s like the pain just keeps on adding up until I explode. “Sometimes you think that you’ve moved on, only to realize that you h

"I remember you, Chito, oh lord, I remember you." How ironic it was that all this time I had been pining to get my memory back, only for them to flood my memory, and in their wake, an awful pain and the realization that I might never see Chito again.

I didn't bring my car; I just commuted, and one of my closest friends picked me up at the bus stop. As I hopped into Charlie's car, I replied, "I'm sorry man, something suddenly came to my mind. He started the engine as soon as I got inside. "Jericko, do you still have your ex-girlfriend on your mind? " he asked. “No. I simply said, "I've moved on to her already.” "You know what, man, try to put your life first and try to forget about her, even though it's hard. Spend some time alone.”