I remember the way your mouth tasted after we laid in the sun all day. I remember the way you cried when you talked about your father. I remember the kindness and the very day we knew that what we had was more than just the heat of two young bodies pressed together.
Meredith Jaworski
the time, when we were taking photograph, not just looking at them. when the spring was summer and life was purple
When I was a child I’d think of all the things I do and how they would once become memories. Even the thought in itself is a memory, although I still think it. Every day I do. Especially when I do special things, with special people… Memories are special feelings we choose to not let go of but remember…
aaybee
i remember everything about your face, i remember everything about you! i cant get you out of my head, i am consumed with thoughts of you..
I miss you so much and i just wish that you were here with me. I wish that i could talk to you more and see you more often but i guess thats what i get for getting into the military family
Can’t! Bad memory LOL
Forget would have been a better word LOL
Eddie Bluelights
remember that time when you & i could laugh without any reason to laugh. you know – it wasn’t that long ago.
it wasn’t you or i who changed. it was just the feelings between us.
katherine
Remember when my thighs would rub against yours and you would kiss and lick the tip and outside of my soul
Remember when your mother whispered into the darkness warning against me instead you squeezed my shoulders and laid me back down to the intimacy of our secret lives
Gabriella
Sometimes i find it hard to remember things. Like places, and names. They say smell is linked strongly to memory, i used to have a vivid memory of Greece, my first holiday with my family, when i was about 6 years old, everytime i smelt grape scented sun screen. I still love that smell…
Remember the time where there were no conflicts. Surprising what a tragedy can lead to. Its crazy and I don’t get why we aren’t like that all the time
Cassie
I remember the sound the door made when it opened. Beyond scraping, and slightly below squeaking. With it came a weirdly mixed feeling of dread and anticipation. Then it would complete its rotation, and I would be done.
I don’t know when it started. She simply woke up one morning and didn’t remember who I was, or where she was, or what she was doing there. It was the most frightening moment of my life, because I knew then that she would soon be gone from my life and I would be alone.
Samantha
Remember, remember the fifth of November, the day you killed the whole world. It was cold, I remember that. The filth never smells as bad in the cold, and that day it was particularly cold. Almost as if the weather was trying to help us. But it was a fickle ally. It almost killed me afterwards.
They say having a photographic memory can be a curse. I would give so much to have my memory back. So what if you can’t forget traumatic events? I am sentimental anyways and would never wish to forget, not ANYTHING. Sometimes I think I can feel myself becoming stupid. Must… remember… more…
I remember a lot of things, but I don’t always remember how to spell remember. I get all jumbled with the ms and the es. And it has the word ‘member’ in it, which makes me feel all at once like maybe I’m a part of something and like maybe I’m catching a glimpse of someone’s private parts.
Remember. What will one remember when they are 80 years old. The smell of a lover, smells, tastes, happy times, life changing times, love, meaning. What will count? What will you remember?
audrey
Remember. I remember things, like him. I remember that I used to think he wa crazy. I remember when he said I was the most interesting person in school. Is that why I’m obsessed with him now? I don’t know. I’m remembering a lot of last year. I’m reflecting on last year in all its glory and recording it for posterity.
remember the past that helps you through life. The memorable moments that make you into who you are. Sometimes it is difficult to do the things you want to do. To be who you want to be. Remember in the end who you are, who you want to be.
Aubry
The time. Sometimes it’s just too much…I wish I could forget I can remember lyrics to googols of songs peoples name and their family members I remember nothing short term sometimes I remember the fist time I got drunk remember wacky packs, pixie sticks big jolly ranchers
when we went to the beach? the bonfire roared, and the fireflies glowed, and we covered martha with seaweed that morning. the sun rose, and we took no notice. As the morning ended, we didn’t realize the memories we had made.
Sarah
Its something that makes you who you are. You remember memories that make your present self who it is. You remember things you maybe dont want to but it all combines to make you who you are.
joy
Do you remember?
When we first met?
When we first kissed?
When we first smiled?
Do you remember?
When the sky fell down?
When the stars didn’t shine?
When our love broke to pieces?
Do you remember?
When our hearts intertwined?
When our happiness turned dark?
When our faith was broken?
Do you remember at all?
ashlynk7
remember those who fought in the war for us
remember those who gave their lives for us
remember our Savior as he died on the cross for us and for all of our sins
And remember our parents, the who love us and have looked out for us through our entire lives
Katelyn
REMEMBER
I remember when Tommy told me that girls shouldn’t play with toy cars. I remember that I told him to suck it, turd, girls can do what they want.
I remember throwing my favorite Racer 450 into my little pink garbage can, and that day, I remember deciding to become girl.
Do you remember?
When we first met?
When we first kissed?
When we first smiled?
Do you remember?
When the sky fell down?
When the stars didn’t shine?
When our love broke to pieces?
Do you remember?
When our hearts intertwined?
When our happiness turned dark?
When our faith was broken?
Do you remember?
Do you remember at all?
Ashlyn
I remember many things about my childhood. Too bad the only things I remember are the things that don’t really matter all that much. My sisters remember pain, joy, and all of the things in between. For me, these things don’t register. I guess I am too selfish to remember those things that don’t involve me. Sad. I wish I could remember more.
Remember. It’s a sad word isn’t it? It talks about the past that is no longer here, and in some way trying to hold on to it. Or maybe just the opposite. Maybe your trying to let go of something that keeps holding on to us. And eventually, all that we try to remember, everything that we try to hold on to, it will all fade away from our grasp as if it were smoke, leaving us with nothing but the presumption that our eyes once watered or were once filled with tears
Sarah
Remember. A long time ago, I always spelled it wrong. ‘Rember’ is what I always wrote. My cousin taught me to spell it right. Now it’s ingrained into me. Memory is such a strange thing.
Sowji
I remember thinking about my dad’s WWII service on Memorial Day’s past. He wouldn’t ever talk about it when we were kids, but when I had kids he’s tell them wild and improbably stories that my well have been true. Best was meeting his uncle and cousins in Italy on his 21st birthday; 3 CT boys so happy to be alive.
Remember the day I got here? I don’t know how much time it has been. It feels like ages. Have I done the right think? I’m not sure. I need to get out. I need to try something else. Even if just to realize, that I did the right thing.
Jonathan Engelbert
memories. so many exciting things are in this world yet remembering is the only thing you can take with you. pictures, internet, and so many other things are available to capture memories, so we can remember the past to prepare for the future. Once we move on from experience to experience remembering is all we have left of that memory.
Mandy
Remember. Just a word, but can hold a life time. I wish to remember everyday with you. Even though its impossible, it is still a lovely wish. I will always remember you and me, just as we are now. Clumsy, awkward, but full of affection for one another. Te amo.
The other day I drove past the VA Hospital and remembered how I had run past it in the rain crying hysterically. It was the lowest moment of my life. Driving by on a hot summer day, the pain seemed so far away. It is lucky that you can’t really remember pain.
Mikey
I once thought I would never forget you,
I would see you smile in every night,
but when your fourteen
Everything seems like it will last forever
But it been forever since I last Remembered
And now, I forget again your smile…
Every single moment we shared together. Our first kiss, our first night together. All our kisses and nights together. The time when I got really angry and you were afraid of me. All the happy and sad situations. I remember them all.
I remember the way your mouth tasted after we laid in the sun all day. I remember the way you cried when you talked about your father. I remember the kindness and the very day we knew that what we had was more than just the heat of two young bodies pressed together.
the time, when we were taking photograph, not just looking at them. when the spring was summer and life was purple
holidays
recipes
movies
books
fashion
shoes
food
When I was a child I’d think of all the things I do and how they would once become memories. Even the thought in itself is a memory, although I still think it. Every day I do. Especially when I do special things, with special people… Memories are special feelings we choose to not let go of but remember…
i remember everything about your face, i remember everything about you! i cant get you out of my head, i am consumed with thoughts of you..
I miss you so much and i just wish that you were here with me. I wish that i could talk to you more and see you more often but i guess thats what i get for getting into the military family
Can’t! Bad memory LOL
Forget would have been a better word LOL
remember that time when you & i could laugh without any reason to laugh. you know – it wasn’t that long ago.
it wasn’t you or i who changed. it was just the feelings between us.
Remember when my thighs would rub against yours and you would kiss and lick the tip and outside of my soul
Remember when your mother whispered into the darkness warning against me instead you squeezed my shoulders and laid me back down to the intimacy of our secret lives
Sometimes i find it hard to remember things. Like places, and names. They say smell is linked strongly to memory, i used to have a vivid memory of Greece, my first holiday with my family, when i was about 6 years old, everytime i smelt grape scented sun screen. I still love that smell…
Remember the time where there were no conflicts. Surprising what a tragedy can lead to. Its crazy and I don’t get why we aren’t like that all the time
I remember the sound the door made when it opened. Beyond scraping, and slightly below squeaking. With it came a weirdly mixed feeling of dread and anticipation. Then it would complete its rotation, and I would be done.
Remember the way we kissed?
you know i do.
Do you still care?
Remember those days
before your memories
faded and deteriorated
like yellowed lace?
When they were still
pristine and whole.
Not pinpricks
of light.
I don’t know when it started. She simply woke up one morning and didn’t remember who I was, or where she was, or what she was doing there. It was the most frightening moment of my life, because I knew then that she would soon be gone from my life and I would be alone.
Remember, remember the fifth of November, the day you killed the whole world. It was cold, I remember that. The filth never smells as bad in the cold, and that day it was particularly cold. Almost as if the weather was trying to help us. But it was a fickle ally. It almost killed me afterwards.
They say having a photographic memory can be a curse. I would give so much to have my memory back. So what if you can’t forget traumatic events? I am sentimental anyways and would never wish to forget, not ANYTHING. Sometimes I think I can feel myself becoming stupid. Must… remember… more…
everything I remember about you will fade away.
your smell.
your smile.
your voice.
it will blur until it becomes ultimate nothingness.
my memory plays tricks on me, showing me all these good things about you, yet ripping them away with time.
I remember a lot of things, but I don’t always remember how to spell remember. I get all jumbled with the ms and the es. And it has the word ‘member’ in it, which makes me feel all at once like maybe I’m a part of something and like maybe I’m catching a glimpse of someone’s private parts.
Remember. What will one remember when they are 80 years old. The smell of a lover, smells, tastes, happy times, life changing times, love, meaning. What will count? What will you remember?
Remember. I remember things, like him. I remember that I used to think he wa crazy. I remember when he said I was the most interesting person in school. Is that why I’m obsessed with him now? I don’t know. I’m remembering a lot of last year. I’m reflecting on last year in all its glory and recording it for posterity.
remember the past that helps you through life. The memorable moments that make you into who you are. Sometimes it is difficult to do the things you want to do. To be who you want to be. Remember in the end who you are, who you want to be.
The time. Sometimes it’s just too much…I wish I could forget I can remember lyrics to googols of songs peoples name and their family members I remember nothing short term sometimes I remember the fist time I got drunk remember wacky packs, pixie sticks big jolly ranchers
when we went to the beach? the bonfire roared, and the fireflies glowed, and we covered martha with seaweed that morning. the sun rose, and we took no notice. As the morning ended, we didn’t realize the memories we had made.
Its something that makes you who you are. You remember memories that make your present self who it is. You remember things you maybe dont want to but it all combines to make you who you are.
Do you remember?
When we first met?
When we first kissed?
When we first smiled?
Do you remember?
When the sky fell down?
When the stars didn’t shine?
When our love broke to pieces?
Do you remember?
When our hearts intertwined?
When our happiness turned dark?
When our faith was broken?
Do you remember at all?
remember those who fought in the war for us
remember those who gave their lives for us
remember our Savior as he died on the cross for us and for all of our sins
And remember our parents, the who love us and have looked out for us through our entire lives
REMEMBER
I remember when Tommy told me that girls shouldn’t play with toy cars. I remember that I told him to suck it, turd, girls can do what they want.
I remember throwing my favorite Racer 450 into my little pink garbage can, and that day, I remember deciding to become girl.
Do you remember?
When we first met?
When we first kissed?
When we first smiled?
Do you remember?
When the sky fell down?
When the stars didn’t shine?
When our love broke to pieces?
Do you remember?
When our hearts intertwined?
When our happiness turned dark?
When our faith was broken?
Do you remember?
Do you remember at all?
I remember many things about my childhood. Too bad the only things I remember are the things that don’t really matter all that much. My sisters remember pain, joy, and all of the things in between. For me, these things don’t register. I guess I am too selfish to remember those things that don’t involve me. Sad. I wish I could remember more.
Remember. It’s a sad word isn’t it? It talks about the past that is no longer here, and in some way trying to hold on to it. Or maybe just the opposite. Maybe your trying to let go of something that keeps holding on to us. And eventually, all that we try to remember, everything that we try to hold on to, it will all fade away from our grasp as if it were smoke, leaving us with nothing but the presumption that our eyes once watered or were once filled with tears
Remember. A long time ago, I always spelled it wrong. ‘Rember’ is what I always wrote. My cousin taught me to spell it right. Now it’s ingrained into me. Memory is such a strange thing.
I remember thinking about my dad’s WWII service on Memorial Day’s past. He wouldn’t ever talk about it when we were kids, but when I had kids he’s tell them wild and improbably stories that my well have been true. Best was meeting his uncle and cousins in Italy on his 21st birthday; 3 CT boys so happy to be alive.
You know that song, “Remember When?”
….No.
Why not?
I don’t know. . .I guess I heard it a long time ago. I guess I forgot it.
Remember when you knew it?
Haha, you think you’re funny.
No, I’m serious.
Oh. Well, in that case. . .no.
Why not?
Because I forgot it.
Well, remember when you forgot it?
Remember when all you could keep your mouth shut?
Yeah, actually, I do. It was boring.
Oh, shut up. :p
minner
Remember the day I got here? I don’t know how much time it has been. It feels like ages. Have I done the right think? I’m not sure. I need to get out. I need to try something else. Even if just to realize, that I did the right thing.
memories. so many exciting things are in this world yet remembering is the only thing you can take with you. pictures, internet, and so many other things are available to capture memories, so we can remember the past to prepare for the future. Once we move on from experience to experience remembering is all we have left of that memory.
Remember. Just a word, but can hold a life time. I wish to remember everyday with you. Even though its impossible, it is still a lovely wish. I will always remember you and me, just as we are now. Clumsy, awkward, but full of affection for one another. Te amo.
The other day I drove past the VA Hospital and remembered how I had run past it in the rain crying hysterically. It was the lowest moment of my life. Driving by on a hot summer day, the pain seemed so far away. It is lucky that you can’t really remember pain.
I once thought I would never forget you,
I would see you smile in every night,
but when your fourteen
Everything seems like it will last forever
But it been forever since I last Remembered
And now, I forget again your smile…
Every single moment we shared together. Our first kiss, our first night together. All our kisses and nights together. The time when I got really angry and you were afraid of me. All the happy and sad situations. I remember them all.