i remember being a kid, rather, i remember the feeling. I still can touch it sometimes, when I go to a park, and I swing as high as I can and jump off at the very top, into the sand. For a few seconds, it is a real release.
Liz Blum
I cant seem to remembre how to spell remembr. Let’s see… R-E-M-E-M-B-E-… hmm… well, lookie here. its right in front of me. R-E-M-E-M-B-E-R!
she remembers looking into his eyes, the last night they’re together. Her hand is placed delicately on his throat, and she thinks fondly back of how surprised he’d looked. “I hate you,” she growled, stifling his cries with her other arm.
Mal
My husband can’t do this!
Kate
Have you ever thought about the word “remember”? “Re”, meaning again, then “member”… You would think it would be the putting back together of a dismembered body… but no… That’s something to think on.
Kerianne
I remember many things. I remember all the times i share with a special girl. All the late night conversations, all the inside jokes. I remember the secrets we share, the laughs we share, every special moment we share.
Calin Dutch
Remember when you walked down the stairs and saw me for the first time? I was sitting next to another boy, just a friend but… well I don’t know. I wanted you to know that I was available. I’d only just met you, yet something about you called to me. Remember when we sat in a parking lot in your car all morning because you didn’t want to take me home? Or the time I crawled out of your house through the back door to avoid your sister? Or every time that we would hold hands driving? When we went to the beach and you nearly pulled down my bathing suit bottom? Playing mini golf on the boardwalk? Getting hoagies and Italian food? Hotels? Sex? The hairs on your face that grow the other way? I wish I didn’t remember them. I wish I could forget every little detail about you. Thats the funny thing about falling out of love. If you really love them, it never happens.
So here I am reminiscing on a past I wish that I could wish I didn’t have.
Lili
Remember all the memories we’ve been through? Those are the ones I’ll always think of before falling asleep. Those are the ones I’ll always hold on to whenever i feel down, whenever i need them to remember i was once happy.
i remember every thing. i remember being little and thinking i was deaf. i remember every time my dad has disappointed me. i remember the boy. i remember that night we danced together nonstop and how you kissed me. i remember exactly what was going through my mind and how it felt. i remember how i wanted to so bad to give anything for more time and i remember how i wanted you to come home with me. i remember feeling love.
cali
Sometimes I remember flying, like pigeons, like birds, like seagulls who are rats with wings. Dirty. Grimy. But free. Always free. A little bit jealous and a little bit afraid..
urszula
Sometimes, I’d rather forget. Life is better spent living than dwelling on times that have already passed.
AC
to recall from memory. a simple scene that is replayed in your mind… something that you forgot but can un-forget. you can realize things… again
I remember when i picked daises with my mom when i was younger. i shared that place with my high school sweetheart and he chased me with a flower telling me he’d love me forever. It’s a nice memory, and I’m glad I have it now, but it was painful when we broke up. Better to have it
Cate
remember me sometime, some place, some sound, i am these things, i am a memory that lies in keys; in queues, in past scents and smells, i can’t be forgotten, but always triggered.
Ha
memory
album
old
fond
picture
stories
laughter
grandmother
blueberry jam
Poland
war
Tina
Remember to always stop and smell the flowers. It’s easy to forget, don’t get caught up in the thorns, tread carefully. There’s beauty everywhere, you just have to bring it out. I am always failing to remember, my life is a series of forgotten beauties. Missed opportunities.
Roderick Yates
Remember all the memories we’ve been through? Those are the one’s i’ll always think of before falling asleep. Those are the ones i’ll always grasp whenever i feel down, whenever i need them to remember i was once happy.
MD.
I remember many things, most better than others. The one thing I remember most was the love of my life, and the night I lost her forever. I still cry myself to sleep some nights, thinking of her, She was my everything, and I can’t imagine what I will do without her anymore.
Remember? What is there to remember? There is nothing that would make me want to. nothing. Remembering causes me pain. It causes me sorrow. What is the point in remembering? Why remember?
Annoymonus
Remembering can be the strangest thing. How does our brain even work to have us remember moments for our entire lifetime. I can remember specific moments on the playground from 15 years ago.
Spencer
i remember being with keith and him taking me ice skating on a night i just needed to think. i remember joey watching me from a distance. i remember the hippocampus remmebers stuff and it’s location in the brain. amy is emotiional – amygdala. i remember memories with brandi and tina and when tina didn’t make me feel bad. i remember the kids back in the day.
maria
Remember the good time, remember the bad times. But most of all, remember the so-so times.
i remember a time when all i had to do was nothing. when memories and making them mattered more than drama. or school. or anything. mattered more than what clothes i wore or what grammar i used. mattered more than whether or not people liked me. i remember those days. those good, fucking days. the ones i wished i still lived.
Libby
to remember is to not forget. there are many things i remember; things from when i was little and things from just several moments ago. what’s interesting is that i mostly seem to have good memories, as the bad ones aren’t worth remembering. i also can’t seem to remember what i had for lunch yesterday, but that’s probably okay.
crazylady111
remember that time when you said you’d love me forever? hold me in your arms when we’re happy, when we’re not so happy? remember when I said I’d always be there for you, even when you’re being a complete asshole? remember when I told you I was better? I lied. we both lied. we had to. remember when i said I wouldn’t leave? i lied then too.
Brittany
i remember the smell of your hair as i ran my fingers through it. do you remember what it felt like to just hold each other, to smile, to laugh. remember is the word that leads to the past, where i was most happy. i want to go back. remember , i can’t stop thinking about everything, remember, i can’t stop wanting to forget.
bree cook
My memory is bad. I think when I get older I’ll be one of those people that show up at the grocery store and keep asking sales people where the cheese is. By the time I find it, I’ll forget why I’m at the grocery store in the first place and have to leave because I didn’t actually bring my wallet.
If I remember, it hurts too much so I live in the moment and try to think forward. If I remember, I think of the pain you caused me and the lies that you told. I remember the moment I fell out of love with you.
Dreams disappear faster than I can hold onto them. I wake up with a smile or a heavy heart or a pressing burden, but the images and thoughts that brought me these feelings seem to disappear in the wind as I try desperately to grasp onto them.
Kelly
Remember wehn I sat next to you
so very close
on the cold day when my outsides were freezing
and my insides were burning.
Remeber when you laughed and smiled at me
never giving away
how much you wished
to hold y hand
Remeber when I kept reaching out with my mind
across oceans
across countries
wishihng once more to hold you.
I do and I can’t stop the images from playing in the front and back of my mind.
But I don’t mind.
Lee
it had been a long time since he’d seen her face. But as he walked into the room he knew that it was her. How could he not remember. The flowing long hair, the large ample breasts and that smile. Sadly, she was no longer his as the husband sat beside her and two beautiful young children at her side.
Toby Boyce
Remember the way I used to hold you? Remember the day we made amends? I remember the way you used to scold me; I remember the day you finally left.
Riley
I remember a time when fireflies danced on our eyelashes.
I remember a time when a good summer’s storm was the best place to kiss.
I remember a time when a cool ocean breeze carried all our troubles to another place.
I remember a time when you still loved me.
i remember about 10 seconds ago when remember popped up on my screen now I’m writing remember and remembering writing remember
Kelsey
I remember how we sat by the river. The city in front of us on the other side of the bridge. All lit up in front of us. Like a dream, but better because it was real. And I was in your arms.
i remember when i was in love with this boy. wow. i don’t really want to talk about that. This one time, i remember being stuck in a boat with my brother, gosh i must have been 12 and our paddle boat wasn’t working because something was caught in the wheel. He swam that boat all the way back to shore. what a nice boy.
all the people in the train that day, it was a scary night and you couldnt find any familiar face. Sudenly the train stoped.
sandy
Remembering things is important. Contributing to one’s memories, which are held most dear by many. One must remember the past in order to learn from one’s mistakes and short comings. One must also remember those who have passed on, both in death and in life’s travels.
Lainey
I remember the day that my friends and I didn’t have the right way. We got lost so many times. It was ridiculous. I loved spending the day with them though. even though we didn;t get to the place that we were supposed to be at at a certain time, I loved every second of it with them and I wouldn’t have changed one second of that day for a million dollars. I love my friends and I know they love me.
i remember being a kid, rather, i remember the feeling. I still can touch it sometimes, when I go to a park, and I swing as high as I can and jump off at the very top, into the sand. For a few seconds, it is a real release.
I cant seem to remembre how to spell remembr. Let’s see… R-E-M-E-M-B-E-… hmm… well, lookie here. its right in front of me. R-E-M-E-M-B-E-R!
proust grandma, kids, play, food, tea, family, shame, laughs, school, camila, effort, natural, fun, sad
she remembers looking into his eyes, the last night they’re together. Her hand is placed delicately on his throat, and she thinks fondly back of how surprised he’d looked. “I hate you,” she growled, stifling his cries with her other arm.
My husband can’t do this!
Have you ever thought about the word “remember”? “Re”, meaning again, then “member”… You would think it would be the putting back together of a dismembered body… but no… That’s something to think on.
I remember many things. I remember all the times i share with a special girl. All the late night conversations, all the inside jokes. I remember the secrets we share, the laughs we share, every special moment we share.
Remember when you walked down the stairs and saw me for the first time? I was sitting next to another boy, just a friend but… well I don’t know. I wanted you to know that I was available. I’d only just met you, yet something about you called to me. Remember when we sat in a parking lot in your car all morning because you didn’t want to take me home? Or the time I crawled out of your house through the back door to avoid your sister? Or every time that we would hold hands driving? When we went to the beach and you nearly pulled down my bathing suit bottom? Playing mini golf on the boardwalk? Getting hoagies and Italian food? Hotels? Sex? The hairs on your face that grow the other way? I wish I didn’t remember them. I wish I could forget every little detail about you. Thats the funny thing about falling out of love. If you really love them, it never happens.
So here I am reminiscing on a past I wish that I could wish I didn’t have.
Remember all the memories we’ve been through? Those are the ones I’ll always think of before falling asleep. Those are the ones I’ll always hold on to whenever i feel down, whenever i need them to remember i was once happy.
i remember every thing. i remember being little and thinking i was deaf. i remember every time my dad has disappointed me. i remember the boy. i remember that night we danced together nonstop and how you kissed me. i remember exactly what was going through my mind and how it felt. i remember how i wanted to so bad to give anything for more time and i remember how i wanted you to come home with me. i remember feeling love.
Sometimes I remember flying, like pigeons, like birds, like seagulls who are rats with wings. Dirty. Grimy. But free. Always free. A little bit jealous and a little bit afraid..
Sometimes, I’d rather forget. Life is better spent living than dwelling on times that have already passed.
to recall from memory. a simple scene that is replayed in your mind… something that you forgot but can un-forget. you can realize things… again
I remember when i picked daises with my mom when i was younger. i shared that place with my high school sweetheart and he chased me with a flower telling me he’d love me forever. It’s a nice memory, and I’m glad I have it now, but it was painful when we broke up. Better to have it
remember me sometime, some place, some sound, i am these things, i am a memory that lies in keys; in queues, in past scents and smells, i can’t be forgotten, but always triggered.
memory
album
old
fond
picture
stories
laughter
grandmother
blueberry jam
Poland
war
Remember to always stop and smell the flowers. It’s easy to forget, don’t get caught up in the thorns, tread carefully. There’s beauty everywhere, you just have to bring it out. I am always failing to remember, my life is a series of forgotten beauties. Missed opportunities.
Remember all the memories we’ve been through? Those are the one’s i’ll always think of before falling asleep. Those are the ones i’ll always grasp whenever i feel down, whenever i need them to remember i was once happy.
I remember many things, most better than others. The one thing I remember most was the love of my life, and the night I lost her forever. I still cry myself to sleep some nights, thinking of her, She was my everything, and I can’t imagine what I will do without her anymore.
Remember? What is there to remember? There is nothing that would make me want to. nothing. Remembering causes me pain. It causes me sorrow. What is the point in remembering? Why remember?
Remembering can be the strangest thing. How does our brain even work to have us remember moments for our entire lifetime. I can remember specific moments on the playground from 15 years ago.
i remember being with keith and him taking me ice skating on a night i just needed to think. i remember joey watching me from a distance. i remember the hippocampus remmebers stuff and it’s location in the brain. amy is emotiional – amygdala. i remember memories with brandi and tina and when tina didn’t make me feel bad. i remember the kids back in the day.
Remember the good time, remember the bad times. But most of all, remember the so-so times.
i remember a time when all i had to do was nothing. when memories and making them mattered more than drama. or school. or anything. mattered more than what clothes i wore or what grammar i used. mattered more than whether or not people liked me. i remember those days. those good, fucking days. the ones i wished i still lived.
to remember is to not forget. there are many things i remember; things from when i was little and things from just several moments ago. what’s interesting is that i mostly seem to have good memories, as the bad ones aren’t worth remembering. i also can’t seem to remember what i had for lunch yesterday, but that’s probably okay.
remember that time when you said you’d love me forever? hold me in your arms when we’re happy, when we’re not so happy? remember when I said I’d always be there for you, even when you’re being a complete asshole? remember when I told you I was better? I lied. we both lied. we had to. remember when i said I wouldn’t leave? i lied then too.
i remember the smell of your hair as i ran my fingers through it. do you remember what it felt like to just hold each other, to smile, to laugh. remember is the word that leads to the past, where i was most happy. i want to go back. remember , i can’t stop thinking about everything, remember, i can’t stop wanting to forget.
My memory is bad. I think when I get older I’ll be one of those people that show up at the grocery store and keep asking sales people where the cheese is. By the time I find it, I’ll forget why I’m at the grocery store in the first place and have to leave because I didn’t actually bring my wallet.
If I remember, it hurts too much so I live in the moment and try to think forward. If I remember, I think of the pain you caused me and the lies that you told. I remember the moment I fell out of love with you.
Dreams disappear faster than I can hold onto them. I wake up with a smile or a heavy heart or a pressing burden, but the images and thoughts that brought me these feelings seem to disappear in the wind as I try desperately to grasp onto them.
Remember wehn I sat next to you
so very close
on the cold day when my outsides were freezing
and my insides were burning.
Remeber when you laughed and smiled at me
never giving away
how much you wished
to hold y hand
Remeber when I kept reaching out with my mind
across oceans
across countries
wishihng once more to hold you.
I do and I can’t stop the images from playing in the front and back of my mind.
But I don’t mind.
it had been a long time since he’d seen her face. But as he walked into the room he knew that it was her. How could he not remember. The flowing long hair, the large ample breasts and that smile. Sadly, she was no longer his as the husband sat beside her and two beautiful young children at her side.
Remember the way I used to hold you? Remember the day we made amends? I remember the way you used to scold me; I remember the day you finally left.
I remember a time when fireflies danced on our eyelashes.
I remember a time when a good summer’s storm was the best place to kiss.
I remember a time when a cool ocean breeze carried all our troubles to another place.
I remember a time when you still loved me.
i remember about 10 seconds ago when remember popped up on my screen now I’m writing remember and remembering writing remember
I remember how we sat by the river. The city in front of us on the other side of the bridge. All lit up in front of us. Like a dream, but better because it was real. And I was in your arms.
i remember when i was in love with this boy. wow. i don’t really want to talk about that. This one time, i remember being stuck in a boat with my brother, gosh i must have been 12 and our paddle boat wasn’t working because something was caught in the wheel. He swam that boat all the way back to shore. what a nice boy.
all the people in the train that day, it was a scary night and you couldnt find any familiar face. Sudenly the train stoped.
Remembering things is important. Contributing to one’s memories, which are held most dear by many. One must remember the past in order to learn from one’s mistakes and short comings. One must also remember those who have passed on, both in death and in life’s travels.
I remember the day that my friends and I didn’t have the right way. We got lost so many times. It was ridiculous. I loved spending the day with them though. even though we didn;t get to the place that we were supposed to be at at a certain time, I loved every second of it with them and I wouldn’t have changed one second of that day for a million dollars. I love my friends and I know they love me.