you went off to live with bears so I decided to forget you
but you sent me a missive
a dragon HELLO
in the middle of a tea trek
and I floundered
what could I do? I can’t compete with lakes or with freezing.
forgetting is where you cannot remember anything. remembering is the opposite because you can’t think of anything or where anything is. And also forgetting is about trying to remember but you can’t.
zara
I am forgetting how to do a lot of thing, like spelling and grammar and a bunch of other things too. Wow I have no idea what to write here. 60 seconds is coming up soon. I guess you can say I’m forgetting what to write. Well, time is up soon so bye!
Michael
I keep forgetting that the worst chapter of my life so far is over. It is hard moving on. Everyday I try to forget all of the little signs that I should have seen when I was with him. I feel stupid for not being able to not forget all of the horrible experiences we had. Life goes on.
I started forgetting a while ago. It began when the witches began their raids. No. even before that. There was no stopping the forgetting.
Hazel
there were times when i forgot everything. i couldnt remember what i had for breakfast. i couldnt remember what happened five seconds ago. i had no idea what was wrong with me i still dont but there are the moments i remember vibrantly, the ones when i felt the most alive.
clara
i remember trying to forget about so many events in my life that it ends up really just reconstructing itself further and stronger into my memories. I don’t understand that if we’re able to make so many decisions in our lives, why the ones we decide we want to forget are so difficult in practicality. things that cause us stress and harm should be forgotten.
nikki
Forgetting is like letting sand slip through your fingers or water slide through a sieve. Except… those are such cliche representations of losing something from your memory. I guess I’m just forgetting something better.
I keep forgetting how far I’ve come and continue looking forward to what I lack. The key is to know deeply that I have come far and that the moment is now to enjoy. The future has no guarantees –
turning the key in the ignition,
the car roared to life.
she drove as fast as she could out of the old, brick driveway
trying to forget all those years, that she’ll never get back.
forgetting doesn’t exist, your mind will hold on to something forever and ever. the mind is vast and multifaceted and it will never let you go, it will fade and wither but it will always exist in some small little fleshy pink corner of your brain. why forget when all that you store in your memory makes you who you are?
Leanne
forgetting is forgetting….. you can forget bad things in your life or you can forget good but its really sad when you forget good because eventually it happens. that makes me really sad because i wanna remember all the good things in my life and not forget them, ever. i wish i could remember everything so then i don’t have to worry, thats why i like pictures so much. it makes me happy to remember.
chelsea
He still had the house, the old chair, the salt and pepper shakers shaped like roosters and some of the children’s books in the garage. But he was forgetting, slowly. Forgetting the children’t shrieks, forgetting the dinner conversations, the clack of his wife’s knitting or the sound of her singing in while she curled her hair.
no clue, no remembering, keys, wallet, purse, my head, leaving everything everywhere, missing appointments, un responsible, brainless, missing my own funeral, eatting, duh, ditzy, hot stove
amanda
It’s slowly slipping away…
Somehow, there was something – I’m sure of it!
There was… It was…
I can’t remember.
I don’t know; I used to know.
I can feel myself forgetting.
Why?
There are times we forget words, letters, what really matters most intil something happens.
Aimee jones
inside our lives we fall but we jump to high for somepeople those people need to climb back up with us so we can learn our mistakes from beefor
beth
Forgetting is an impossible thing to do. Remembering? Well, I can’t remember… But the forgetting, I can’t seem to forget.
julie guidry
why is it always when i need to get something, i go to the place it is,
my mine wipes clean!
i cannot remember what it was, and i struggle to remember,
but… nothing!
Forgetting the pain and rage, he lost himself in the game now, chanting as the little girl ran after him. She was close on his heels and he ran down the steps to the market place. In one jump, she landed against his back and both children went tumbling down into the dust
do you know I just did forget that my name was katmandu51…no I just remembered I made a mistake. But i was already telling about forgetting, me a gray haired club member and realized I wasn’t katmadu52, but then again its okay I forget tomorrow what I wrote today. My keys I can never find, I didn’t forget to tell you that, and with my mind always spinning its not unusual that forgetting is what i do best. Is that normal? I sure hope it is, so don’t forget to come back
It was the art of forgetting that evaded him. It couldn’t happen for him. No matter how hard he tried the memories were still there, buried under all of the emotions that he didn’t want to have. But, these memories still plagued him, they still rose to the surface no matter how hard he tried to stop them. He could only stand it for so long until the final day when he wished he hadn’t forgotten how to love.
I keep forgetting to write my story… why is it so easy to procratinate ?
Joan flaherty
Forgetting. That’s what we’re all doing all the time. Facts are always falling out of my, your,head,
disapearing into oblivion. You know, I think I would be forgetting you right now if not for… This thread of lunacy running through my life, maybe, just maybe, bringing you near
Forgetting you is hard to do. Sometimes I forget that.
Olivia
i keep forgetting to do a lot of things. I need to write thank you notes. and pack for my trip. but I keep forgetting. i think its less forgetfulness and more me being lazy. or not exactly lazy but lacking the desire to move forward. hopefully this desire will return and i will stop being lazy and forgetting everything
i always do but am trying to remember old age you know what can i say. my friends forget too, we are agood match forgetting. takes two brains to remember something and even then we cant quite always remember. My keys, my god they are always placed somewhere and I forget where I put them forgetting is a way of life the older you get the more you forget. oh all i can say is i know i forgot to write something important but I always keep forgetting
katmandu52
forgetting what is in my old journal. forgetting mistakes. forgetting old fights. forgetting old “friends.”
brittni
I forgot about him for a while. I didn’t think i could, but I did. for a second though, becasue when I did, he would be back to haunt me. Take the mic out of me. Be there even when I thought he couldn’t be.
Gem
forgetting.
and remembering… its all the same…well.. sort of.
how annoying.. that feeling of forgetting, that thought on the tip of your tongue, waiting to catapult itself into the ears of any anxious listening, anyone yearning for a source of inspiration a meaning… a purpose.
I just wrote or per say typed on how I long to forget you and the overwhelming effect you throw upon me. But I have realized, every word I type and every word I see has you in it in some form or another. So how can I truly be “forgetting” if you are the beat to every step I take? With every thought on my mind your face is branded? I hope to forget you and I hope to write words that are me, not you consuming my rambles of despair.
Trying to forget
But I can’t let go
Of everything you said
Of everything we had
Well, everything I thought you had
Forgetting you will be like an impossible mission
I might be able to almost make it
But then I’ll see those eyes
And realize
Why I remember you in the first place
A
i tend to just push the bad things that happen in my life out. i dont know why its so easy to forget.
jess
Forgetting that I just lost my job. Forgetting that I don’t know how I’m going to pay my bills. Forgetting how I’m going to provide for my family. Forgetting all of my problems is easy with…
J
I am forgetting the top button plaid shirts and the way you stroke your chin. The deep baritone voice and the hair buzzed short. I am forgetting you, but more than that, the place you hold on my heart. I am forgetting not because I choose but because I have no other choice ahead the long road. Unfortunately, forgetfulness is not a part of my nature which makes the forgetting that much more of a strenuous time consuming task. Forgetting you means forgetting that no one, simply no man is good enough, at least compared to you.
silence fell
and zapped her into smoke
and there was no court case because no one could recall seeing her die
you went off to live with bears so I decided to forget you
but you sent me a missive
a dragon HELLO
in the middle of a tea trek
and I floundered
what could I do? I can’t compete with lakes or with freezing.
forgetting is where you cannot remember anything. remembering is the opposite because you can’t think of anything or where anything is. And also forgetting is about trying to remember but you can’t.
I am forgetting how to do a lot of thing, like spelling and grammar and a bunch of other things too. Wow I have no idea what to write here. 60 seconds is coming up soon. I guess you can say I’m forgetting what to write. Well, time is up soon so bye!
I keep forgetting that the worst chapter of my life so far is over. It is hard moving on. Everyday I try to forget all of the little signs that I should have seen when I was with him. I feel stupid for not being able to not forget all of the horrible experiences we had. Life goes on.
I started forgetting a while ago. It began when the witches began their raids. No. even before that. There was no stopping the forgetting.
there were times when i forgot everything. i couldnt remember what i had for breakfast. i couldnt remember what happened five seconds ago. i had no idea what was wrong with me i still dont but there are the moments i remember vibrantly, the ones when i felt the most alive.
i remember trying to forget about so many events in my life that it ends up really just reconstructing itself further and stronger into my memories. I don’t understand that if we’re able to make so many decisions in our lives, why the ones we decide we want to forget are so difficult in practicality. things that cause us stress and harm should be forgotten.
Forgetting is like letting sand slip through your fingers or water slide through a sieve. Except… those are such cliche representations of losing something from your memory. I guess I’m just forgetting something better.
forgetting is dangerous
I keep forgetting how far I’ve come and continue looking forward to what I lack. The key is to know deeply that I have come far and that the moment is now to enjoy. The future has no guarantees –
et
turning the key in the ignition,
the car roared to life.
she drove as fast as she could out of the old, brick driveway
trying to forget all those years, that she’ll never get back.
forgetting doesn’t exist, your mind will hold on to something forever and ever. the mind is vast and multifaceted and it will never let you go, it will fade and wither but it will always exist in some small little fleshy pink corner of your brain. why forget when all that you store in your memory makes you who you are?
forgetting is forgetting….. you can forget bad things in your life or you can forget good but its really sad when you forget good because eventually it happens. that makes me really sad because i wanna remember all the good things in my life and not forget them, ever. i wish i could remember everything so then i don’t have to worry, thats why i like pictures so much. it makes me happy to remember.
He still had the house, the old chair, the salt and pepper shakers shaped like roosters and some of the children’s books in the garage. But he was forgetting, slowly. Forgetting the children’t shrieks, forgetting the dinner conversations, the clack of his wife’s knitting or the sound of her singing in while she curled her hair.
no clue, no remembering, keys, wallet, purse, my head, leaving everything everywhere, missing appointments, un responsible, brainless, missing my own funeral, eatting, duh, ditzy, hot stove
It’s slowly slipping away…
Somehow, there was something – I’m sure of it!
There was… It was…
I can’t remember.
I don’t know; I used to know.
I can feel myself forgetting.
Why?
There are times we forget words, letters, what really matters most intil something happens.
inside our lives we fall but we jump to high for somepeople those people need to climb back up with us so we can learn our mistakes from beefor
Forgetting is an impossible thing to do. Remembering? Well, I can’t remember… But the forgetting, I can’t seem to forget.
why is it always when i need to get something, i go to the place it is,
my mine wipes clean!
i cannot remember what it was, and i struggle to remember,
but… nothing!
Forgetting the pain and rage, he lost himself in the game now, chanting as the little girl ran after him. She was close on his heels and he ran down the steps to the market place. In one jump, she landed against his back and both children went tumbling down into the dust
do you know I just did forget that my name was katmandu51…no I just remembered I made a mistake. But i was already telling about forgetting, me a gray haired club member and realized I wasn’t katmadu52, but then again its okay I forget tomorrow what I wrote today. My keys I can never find, I didn’t forget to tell you that, and with my mind always spinning its not unusual that forgetting is what i do best. Is that normal? I sure hope it is, so don’t forget to come back
Forgetting means once having something important enough to remember.
It was the art of forgetting that evaded him. It couldn’t happen for him. No matter how hard he tried the memories were still there, buried under all of the emotions that he didn’t want to have. But, these memories still plagued him, they still rose to the surface no matter how hard he tried to stop them. He could only stand it for so long until the final day when he wished he hadn’t forgotten how to love.
I keep forgetting to write my story… why is it so easy to procratinate ?
Forgetting. That’s what we’re all doing all the time. Facts are always falling out of my, your,head,
disapearing into oblivion. You know, I think I would be forgetting you right now if not for… This thread of lunacy running through my life, maybe, just maybe, bringing you near
Forgetting you is hard to do. Sometimes I forget that.
i keep forgetting to do a lot of things. I need to write thank you notes. and pack for my trip. but I keep forgetting. i think its less forgetfulness and more me being lazy. or not exactly lazy but lacking the desire to move forward. hopefully this desire will return and i will stop being lazy and forgetting everything
i always do but am trying to remember old age you know what can i say. my friends forget too, we are agood match forgetting. takes two brains to remember something and even then we cant quite always remember. My keys, my god they are always placed somewhere and I forget where I put them forgetting is a way of life the older you get the more you forget. oh all i can say is i know i forgot to write something important but I always keep forgetting
forgetting what is in my old journal. forgetting mistakes. forgetting old fights. forgetting old “friends.”
I forgot about him for a while. I didn’t think i could, but I did. for a second though, becasue when I did, he would be back to haunt me. Take the mic out of me. Be there even when I thought he couldn’t be.
forgetting.
and remembering… its all the same…well.. sort of.
how annoying.. that feeling of forgetting, that thought on the tip of your tongue, waiting to catapult itself into the ears of any anxious listening, anyone yearning for a source of inspiration a meaning… a purpose.
I just wrote or per say typed on how I long to forget you and the overwhelming effect you throw upon me. But I have realized, every word I type and every word I see has you in it in some form or another. So how can I truly be “forgetting” if you are the beat to every step I take? With every thought on my mind your face is branded? I hope to forget you and I hope to write words that are me, not you consuming my rambles of despair.
Trying to forget
But I can’t let go
Of everything you said
Of everything we had
Well, everything I thought you had
Forgetting you will be like an impossible mission
I might be able to almost make it
But then I’ll see those eyes
And realize
Why I remember you in the first place
i tend to just push the bad things that happen in my life out. i dont know why its so easy to forget.
Forgetting that I just lost my job. Forgetting that I don’t know how I’m going to pay my bills. Forgetting how I’m going to provide for my family. Forgetting all of my problems is easy with…
I am forgetting the top button plaid shirts and the way you stroke your chin. The deep baritone voice and the hair buzzed short. I am forgetting you, but more than that, the place you hold on my heart. I am forgetting not because I choose but because I have no other choice ahead the long road. Unfortunately, forgetfulness is not a part of my nature which makes the forgetting that much more of a strenuous time consuming task. Forgetting you means forgetting that no one, simply no man is good enough, at least compared to you.
my car is red