i always end up forgetting things I never intended to forget. I remind myself to remember things and then they’re almost immediately forgotten. And then there are the things I wish I could forget…like him. I can’t forget him no matter how hard I try.
i hate when i forget peoples names. i am often introduced to people and it takes me only about the time i shake their hand to forget what their name was. its not that i dont like them
tim wilczek
Is something that I …errr… what was I writing about?
Gary Theis
forgetting has never been so tough, the smell of her perfume arouses the same feeling in the lonely heart. on some lone day spotting someone in metro wearing the same dress she loved makes the day more pathetic. forgetting has never been so hard.
the hardest part of losing somebody. After being attatched to a certain person for such a long time, you being to wonder if you ever see yourself actually forgetting the way things used to be. forgetting the way you used to feel. forgetting the way you saw the future, until maybe the day the future comes, and its not the way you wanted it do be; which can lead you to forget.
I keep forgetting. Probably one of the best things that can happen to me. Forgetting helps in healing. It hels us preserve our sanity, our self. If not for the ability to forget, each of us would have to carry the onerous burden of rememberin things. It is wired in our systems that we forget some things, it helps us in moving on and getting ahead with life.
Kiron Noronha
we’re still friends but i could never forget how big of an asshole you were and i’ll never look at you the same way again. thanks man.
I’m always forgetting something or other. It’s a tragedy too. Memories are more precious than gold. They define you and teach you and are really the only things you can take with you everywhere. I’d give a lot to remember more. Bad and good memories are never worth forgetting.
Kathryn Eigelbach
I never want to forget anything that happens to me. Every memory is a part of what makes me who I am, and I never want to lose that. Forgetting means losing. I have never regretted anything enough that I wanted to completely destroy all evidence of it from my mind, and I hope I never will. I promise to always remember. Everything.
Kels
forgetting what it’s like to smile. I can remember what it was like to dream. So now, i must attempt to forget that as well, otherwise instead of simply forgetting. I’ll be miserable. So I must continue forgetting, in my quest to find happiness.
Kokari
ahh forgetting. i’m so very good at it. when i am at the store, i forget what i went there for. If i make a list to bring to the store, it gets left on my kitchen table and never makes it there with me. At least i’m not forgetting to turn the stove off, or the curling iron, or the tap. Not the things that can cause calamitys. I forget tthe details.
DaniRae
i’m terrified of forgetting. seriously. i think that’s why i always make collages and i’ve wanted a camera for so long. like what happens when my dad’s alzheimer’s kicks in? what if that happens to me?
Amanda
So forgetful I can never remember.
Even with rhyme, when is the 6th of Novemeber.
Kieran King
i want to forget, so many things. but it just doesn’t evaporate from my mind. i remember the last digits of his number even when i don’t want to. the shade of the daisies.
suriti
he forgot. All about me, he forgot what we spent together. I didn’t understand. My best friend when i was younger, he forgot all about me, and came back from California as a jerk and a player. He sneered at me now, like i was lower than him.
I will show him, i will.
Forgetting can be as simple as forgetting a birthday, or anniversary. Or even just forgetting to put gas in the car as you realize when you turn it on you’re on E. But you can also try and forget someone you love…to help you move on. You can also forget memories as you grow older. No one likes forgetting…unless it’s for the better?
Laura
Forgetting can be hard sometimes. I remember when I was in the fifth grade and Mike Sazanovich wrote “kick me” on the back of my shirt. It wasn’t so much that he did tit (how juvenile! I was 11 and I knew that), but that he did it in permanent marker. I loved that shirt. It was a dinosaur shirt from the Connecticut Museum of Natural History.
Dan
this is a word in which i can relate to. this is because i forget and have a bad memory. my bad memory can be attributed to my seizures because i have epilepsy. the seizures create a bad memory. this causes forgetting. i hope that i do not forget too many things, like what to write.
kelly
forgetting that i have a class i need to study for i go on stumble upon to waste some time until my boyfriend returns home from squash. it is not really forgetting, rather it is procrastination. i like procrastinating. its the only time i get things other then uni work completed. ironic that.
Lauren Callow
Forgetting, the one thing that makes things alright after a long period of time. Forgetting makes us believe things are better than they actually are. It doesn’t mean that the problems don’t exist anymore, it’s just that they get swept under the carpet. Forgetting reduces hurt.
Shaun
i don want to forget my friends. its not dt i will forget but stil just a thought. there are a few things i realy want to forget though,. u kno how difficult it is to start forgetin stufs u wan to forget, n at tyms u don at all forget stuffs u shud forget.
chitrali
Forgetting to write. Actually it is writing to forget. Makes it all a bit easier on the mind. But hey that’s what I knew beforehand, before I started this mess of weirdness and wonder.
Maybe I should be remembering instead. Doesn’t seem likely.
Forgetting is the mind’s reset button. It either clears space for more data or allows us to recover. It might be a coping mechanism too. To forget and forgive is divine. Forgetting allows me to remember. I forget what I was doing just now…
Bryan
“It’s a matter of forgetting.”
That’s what I say when asked about letting things go.
Just let the memory slip away like the last notes of a song.
Man vergisst so schnell
all die schönen Momente
das Lachen…
Wenn man sie nicht festhält
verschwinden sie klamm heimlich
zurück bleiben nur die Tränen
Anuri
I forget to forget – is this a bad thing?
My friends and family tell me I’m forgetful – I just tell them Im not listening to them. That shuts them up.
Hopefully nobody forgets my birthday tomorrow – but that wont happen.
newuser
forgetting is not remembering somebody, it means that eveything is over, for a while….
Yuna
I remember today that I am forgetting about a past dating experience. Except now, according to a dream, it has all become very real to me again. The dread and anguish has re-entered my stomach once more, and I start to wonder, am I back at the start?
Jessica Masdon
forgive AND forget? yeah right. I guess i can forgive you but forgetting is another story. I will never forget how much of an impact you had on a year of my life without even being a part of it. You ruined me for a while.
ARIELLE
I’m forgetting the awesome that was my initial impression of you. Now that has all changed, all I can really think about are all of the flaws you possess and how I can’t help but think about them all the time, destroying the actual you.
Danielle
My area of expertise. Words, sights, sounds, colors floating away from me. Nothing I can, nothing I can, I cannot hold, cannot hold on to you. Selfish though it seems, what was your name again?
It was hard forgetting the way he looked at her. Dark eyes scanned over the pages of the book, not really reading the words that leaped out at her. Her mind was wrought in confusion and idly she turned the pages, trying to escape the looks he had so obviously sent in her direction.
Cam
I wish that forgetting wasn’t possible. Sadly, though, it is. The memories in my head will someday fade. Why can’t I just lock them up in a capsule… Forever, mine, and yours, all of yours, to watch, replay, forever. Why must we forget..
Breann McDede
LOST
HOPELESS
FORGOTTEN WORDS
FORGOTTEN TOUCHES
LOST LOVES
FORGOTTEN LAUGHS
FOREVER GONE
HOPELESS FEELINGS
Eirawolf13
I’m always forgetting.
You’re always forgetting.
So many things are forgotten, things I wish I had the capacity to keep, things that should never be lost yet inevitably will.
If only there wasn’t such a thing, if only forgetting wasn’t an option.
Shelby
The heart never forgets.
One day I went through my old journals, some written from years ago to find that that woman who wrote it then is not the same woman reading it today. How different are the times when feelings change!
Forgetting isn’t easy when your heart knows and can remember.
Nothingness.
I see, hear, feel nothing.
It is not black, nor a blank whiteness extending forever. Just nothing, nothing at all.
Lena
Olvidar es diferente a dejar ir. Olvidar es borrar, ¿quién quiere olvidar lo vivido? Si en verdad olvidáramos nuestra vida sería el círculo del eterno retorno. Dejar ir nos lleva a un crecimiento interno, a un aprendizaje. Dejar ir nos eleva a un nuevo nivel de consciencia. Olvidar nos mantiene en la ignorancia. Los recuerdos son mi más grande tesoro. No quiero olvidar.
Her frail fingers slid from black to white. Her attempts to remember the piece brought tears to her eyes. None of the keys seemed right. She was slowly forgetting all that had once been dear to her. Her husband’s tender laugh, their home address, the song her father taught her to play when she was a young child; those memories, captured by the essence of her deep grey eyes, were melting away like winter snow.
i always end up forgetting things I never intended to forget. I remind myself to remember things and then they’re almost immediately forgotten. And then there are the things I wish I could forget…like him. I can’t forget him no matter how hard I try.
i hate when i forget peoples names. i am often introduced to people and it takes me only about the time i shake their hand to forget what their name was. its not that i dont like them
Is something that I …errr… what was I writing about?
forgetting has never been so tough, the smell of her perfume arouses the same feeling in the lonely heart. on some lone day spotting someone in metro wearing the same dress she loved makes the day more pathetic. forgetting has never been so hard.
it happens
weird eh? lol
try………
who?
the hardest part of losing somebody. After being attatched to a certain person for such a long time, you being to wonder if you ever see yourself actually forgetting the way things used to be. forgetting the way you used to feel. forgetting the way you saw the future, until maybe the day the future comes, and its not the way you wanted it do be; which can lead you to forget.
I keep forgetting. Probably one of the best things that can happen to me. Forgetting helps in healing. It hels us preserve our sanity, our self. If not for the ability to forget, each of us would have to carry the onerous burden of rememberin things. It is wired in our systems that we forget some things, it helps us in moving on and getting ahead with life.
we’re still friends but i could never forget how big of an asshole you were and i’ll never look at you the same way again. thanks man.
I’m always forgetting something or other. It’s a tragedy too. Memories are more precious than gold. They define you and teach you and are really the only things you can take with you everywhere. I’d give a lot to remember more. Bad and good memories are never worth forgetting.
I never want to forget anything that happens to me. Every memory is a part of what makes me who I am, and I never want to lose that. Forgetting means losing. I have never regretted anything enough that I wanted to completely destroy all evidence of it from my mind, and I hope I never will. I promise to always remember. Everything.
forgetting what it’s like to smile. I can remember what it was like to dream. So now, i must attempt to forget that as well, otherwise instead of simply forgetting. I’ll be miserable. So I must continue forgetting, in my quest to find happiness.
ahh forgetting. i’m so very good at it. when i am at the store, i forget what i went there for. If i make a list to bring to the store, it gets left on my kitchen table and never makes it there with me. At least i’m not forgetting to turn the stove off, or the curling iron, or the tap. Not the things that can cause calamitys. I forget tthe details.
i’m terrified of forgetting. seriously. i think that’s why i always make collages and i’ve wanted a camera for so long. like what happens when my dad’s alzheimer’s kicks in? what if that happens to me?
So forgetful I can never remember.
Even with rhyme, when is the 6th of Novemeber.
i want to forget, so many things. but it just doesn’t evaporate from my mind. i remember the last digits of his number even when i don’t want to. the shade of the daisies.
he forgot. All about me, he forgot what we spent together. I didn’t understand. My best friend when i was younger, he forgot all about me, and came back from California as a jerk and a player. He sneered at me now, like i was lower than him.
I will show him, i will.
Forgetting can be as simple as forgetting a birthday, or anniversary. Or even just forgetting to put gas in the car as you realize when you turn it on you’re on E. But you can also try and forget someone you love…to help you move on. You can also forget memories as you grow older. No one likes forgetting…unless it’s for the better?
Forgetting can be hard sometimes. I remember when I was in the fifth grade and Mike Sazanovich wrote “kick me” on the back of my shirt. It wasn’t so much that he did tit (how juvenile! I was 11 and I knew that), but that he did it in permanent marker. I loved that shirt. It was a dinosaur shirt from the Connecticut Museum of Natural History.
this is a word in which i can relate to. this is because i forget and have a bad memory. my bad memory can be attributed to my seizures because i have epilepsy. the seizures create a bad memory. this causes forgetting. i hope that i do not forget too many things, like what to write.
forgetting that i have a class i need to study for i go on stumble upon to waste some time until my boyfriend returns home from squash. it is not really forgetting, rather it is procrastination. i like procrastinating. its the only time i get things other then uni work completed. ironic that.
Forgetting, the one thing that makes things alright after a long period of time. Forgetting makes us believe things are better than they actually are. It doesn’t mean that the problems don’t exist anymore, it’s just that they get swept under the carpet. Forgetting reduces hurt.
i don want to forget my friends. its not dt i will forget but stil just a thought. there are a few things i realy want to forget though,. u kno how difficult it is to start forgetin stufs u wan to forget, n at tyms u don at all forget stuffs u shud forget.
Forgetting to write. Actually it is writing to forget. Makes it all a bit easier on the mind. But hey that’s what I knew beforehand, before I started this mess of weirdness and wonder.
Maybe I should be remembering instead. Doesn’t seem likely.
Forgetting is the mind’s reset button. It either clears space for more data or allows us to recover. It might be a coping mechanism too. To forget and forgive is divine. Forgetting allows me to remember. I forget what I was doing just now…
“It’s a matter of forgetting.”
That’s what I say when asked about letting things go.
Just let the memory slip away like the last notes of a song.
Man vergisst so schnell
all die schönen Momente
das Lachen…
Wenn man sie nicht festhält
verschwinden sie klamm heimlich
zurück bleiben nur die Tränen
I forget to forget – is this a bad thing?
My friends and family tell me I’m forgetful – I just tell them Im not listening to them. That shuts them up.
Hopefully nobody forgets my birthday tomorrow – but that wont happen.
forgetting is not remembering somebody, it means that eveything is over, for a while….
I remember today that I am forgetting about a past dating experience. Except now, according to a dream, it has all become very real to me again. The dread and anguish has re-entered my stomach once more, and I start to wonder, am I back at the start?
forgive AND forget? yeah right. I guess i can forgive you but forgetting is another story. I will never forget how much of an impact you had on a year of my life without even being a part of it. You ruined me for a while.
I’m forgetting the awesome that was my initial impression of you. Now that has all changed, all I can really think about are all of the flaws you possess and how I can’t help but think about them all the time, destroying the actual you.
My area of expertise. Words, sights, sounds, colors floating away from me. Nothing I can, nothing I can, I cannot hold, cannot hold on to you. Selfish though it seems, what was your name again?
It was hard forgetting the way he looked at her. Dark eyes scanned over the pages of the book, not really reading the words that leaped out at her. Her mind was wrought in confusion and idly she turned the pages, trying to escape the looks he had so obviously sent in her direction.
I wish that forgetting wasn’t possible. Sadly, though, it is. The memories in my head will someday fade. Why can’t I just lock them up in a capsule… Forever, mine, and yours, all of yours, to watch, replay, forever. Why must we forget..
LOST
HOPELESS
FORGOTTEN WORDS
FORGOTTEN TOUCHES
LOST LOVES
FORGOTTEN LAUGHS
FOREVER GONE
HOPELESS FEELINGS
I’m always forgetting.
You’re always forgetting.
So many things are forgotten, things I wish I had the capacity to keep, things that should never be lost yet inevitably will.
If only there wasn’t such a thing, if only forgetting wasn’t an option.
The heart never forgets.
One day I went through my old journals, some written from years ago to find that that woman who wrote it then is not the same woman reading it today. How different are the times when feelings change!
Forgetting isn’t easy when your heart knows and can remember.
Nothingness.
I see, hear, feel nothing.
It is not black, nor a blank whiteness extending forever. Just nothing, nothing at all.
Olvidar es diferente a dejar ir. Olvidar es borrar, ¿quién quiere olvidar lo vivido? Si en verdad olvidáramos nuestra vida sería el círculo del eterno retorno. Dejar ir nos lleva a un crecimiento interno, a un aprendizaje. Dejar ir nos eleva a un nuevo nivel de consciencia. Olvidar nos mantiene en la ignorancia. Los recuerdos son mi más grande tesoro. No quiero olvidar.
Her frail fingers slid from black to white. Her attempts to remember the piece brought tears to her eyes. None of the keys seemed right. She was slowly forgetting all that had once been dear to her. Her husband’s tender laugh, their home address, the song her father taught her to play when she was a young child; those memories, captured by the essence of her deep grey eyes, were melting away like winter snow.