To remember our love, our life together is impossible for you.
You are no longer on this earth, but an angel flying above, always watching, always healing.
But I remember our love. It was beautiful, unforgetable.
We loved like we would never see the next day.
And then one day, for you, there wasn’t a next day.
But my love for you still grew and lived on.
And to this day, I still love you.
Remember the days we used to spend sitting around doing nothing but listening to the sound of each other breathing, our heartbeats nearly in sync? Remember how we held each other up, how we talked each other through the hardest of times? Remember how we used to laugh for hours on end about the simplest of things, trivial matters that used to make me cry? Rembember…
Remember how you told me you loved me? Remember how I told you I felt the same? Try and remember, love. Try to remember what made you feel that way. Try to remember how I loved you enough to hold on. Remember what made you keep me alive. Remember our love. Always remember what we were to each other. Chances are, it won’t hurt you to remember.
Haley
i will remember the feeling of that soft breeze ruffling my hair as you held my hand, nervously and awkwardly, as we walked through the throng of wide-eyed watchers while we debuted our forbidden love as a romeo and juliet with sweaty palms and an inevetibly happy ending.
allie
remember what? what is there to remember? i was given simple and vague directions and I feel like I need to write something worthy before the thing at the bottom fully loads. I apologize for my bad grammar and such because I am writing fast… well, typing. What happens when it loads? It’s almost done. Getting closer!
Pat
It is when you look at an old picture and suddenly the feelings you were feeling that day comes back to you.
Caroline
love
me
people
us
friends
moments
family
movies
good times
boyfriend
best friends
school
mom
dad
brother
hypocrites
oportunities
grandma
god
camp
cry
sadness
happiness
smile
you and me
you
we
february
natalia
remember me. because i love you.
allie ryave
I remember being a child. Being free, and happy. I remember feeling special and I never knew why.
I remember him. I remember his face and his lips. I remember his arms around me. I remember the love.
Remember the time we went to get gelatti and you need a receipt before you bought the ice cream? That ruined our intentions of getting free ice cream. I love you. I’ll be home soon.
I remember when I was five and I went to the grocery store and found a lovely penny on the ground. My mom told me not to touch it but I wished on it anyway. I think I wished for a pony or something silly, but anyway, it never came true. But I never stopped believing in wishes and I think about that day all the time. :)
Violette
I can’t remember the last time I had a fun time at an amusment park. Everyone pairs off and the rides are always backed up and even if you wait for a pass it takes forever. I just like to sit back, drink a beer and listen to the kids on the rollercoaster scream.
thought2action
Remember the time my brothers and I got to hang out at the carnival. It was so nice because we don’t really have time to hang out often, and it was really nice to be able to mess around and laugh like we used to, especially because I am going to college. Who knows when we will be able to hang out like that again.
Samantha Slomin
I can remember lots of things, I can remember when I was five, those were good days. memories can also bring back bad things. I say its a important value to remember the good things and not all the bad.
Andrew
The times I shall never forget, the minutes, hours, seconds, and days that are etched into my memory. Some are good others bad, some are with people I will never see again and hardly know.Others are with the people I love the most and never want to live without.
Carissa
Always remember the way it feels to climb to the tops of trees are small children. How it felt waiting for Santa to bring his gifts. How your first kiss felt. How it felt to loose you first love. And most importantly those who helped you up after you fell from the tree, and your first love left.
Claudia
All of the memories in my life . The good friends , the impressions , the great times , the laughter . Me bieng my self and no one else ,only trying to further myself in what I do , not a caere in the world . Smiling , cared for . Life experiances , advice given . Life lessons all summed up for me . Thinking back .
Abby
I remember when I wrote about this ten minutes ago. I had to log in so that I could save it. I remember saying something about Christain and Daniel and how I wish I could stay with them in those times and how everything was simpler but it seemed so difficult. I remember talking about my grandfather, I remember not having enough time to finish this–like right now.
The word “remember” is a very strong word. For one to remember means for one to look back on a recent or long-past event that struck a note with the said person. To remember is sometimes a positive reaction, but sometimes it is a negative one.
Tucker Sargent
Of the time when I was in YMCA daycare and it was nap time. A little boy had to go to the bathroom and I was right next to the door. The woman did not close it and I watched as she pulled down his pants. When she saw me looking she closed the door. to this day I feel like I was in trouble for looking at the little boys penis.I had curiousity of sex at a young age
Jasmine Anna Hope Wilborne
i remember that time you took your life off, laid it on the grass next to you just to see how it felt to feel real naked, the kind no one talks about. I remember, I remember the way it felt when I followed suit, like my chest was swelling up and I tried to settle into the discomfort of vulnerability.
I remember us. The feelings we shared, the moments we had. Awkward, first time sex, the nostalgic joys of wearing your hoodie. Memories that seem tarnished now, with my bitter anger towards you, and the way you had treated me once we were finished. You destroyed me. You ended me.
Rachael
i remember, i remember saying. i recall the atmosphere, the mood, the way the sunlight gave the trees a shimmer quality, the gentle breeze, the smell of his cigar smoke wafting amongst the garden
izzy
Australia is just now facing the grim reality of what happens to live export cattle when they are sent overseas. It is a gruesome reminder of the dark nature of humanity, but also a jolt to those who live in ignorance of where their meat comes from.
Dayle Morrison
Remember when the rain fell and we ran outside just to kiss.
Remember when we walked hand in hand for the first time at school and everyone stared at us with disbeliefe.
Remember when we graduated and vowed to always stay together.
Remember when you were sent to fight for our country.
Remember when you wrote me a letter telling me to move on not knowing you left teardrops on the page.
Remember when I wrote back to you saying I would wait forever.
Remember how you returned to me that cold day in December.
Remember when we decided to start a family together and all of our friends and family threw us a big party.
Remember how we lived happily ever after.
Do you remember?
Chelsea
remember all those times? actually mostly that one time. it was yesterday in the store when you were following me, and our eyes met and we both smiled but we were both to shy to say anything. not thats all i think about and if i could go back and do it again i would. cause now ill never see you again.
May
Remember that one time, we strolled along the beach. We hugged, we kissed. Remember we were happy. I try not to remember the bad, the times we shouted, yelled, but we loved each other. But now you’re moving to Canada. I’ll always remember you though, because I loved you. All the best
Beth
Remember to appreciate the little things. I have to bring cookies tomorrow. Chocolate’s good. Ack, essays. Remember to be yourself. Forget to double check everything. The imperfections make it perfect. If we were all perfect we’d be the same. And like gray blobs. Nobody would want to be friends with big gray goo blobs. That is not cool, dawg.
me
I remember sitting in the garden while my mother was going through labour with my little sister. My two older sisters sat on the swings with me plaiting flowers into my hair, it was beautiful.
Bryony Jamison
my childhood memories, happiness, being at he beach with my family, hearing the birds chirp, feeling my toes in the sand, tasting the salty water of the beach,
Yvette Herrera
i want to remember about the pineapple i ate last summer when the days were warm and the beaches were sandy with the smell of children’s tears. then when the pineapple grew up, i ate it and decided to use the husk as a tool for war to destroy the inuit people of antartica in battle.
Aaron
Film pictures lying on dusty shelves. They’re curling and bruised as time goes by. Pictures of unprepared people with limp cigarettes hanging out of their mouths, in the dark, with the specter of a motel hanging in the background. Remember, and take a deep breath, and you’re back there, floating in between the two times, neither here nor there, aloof, in the past and the present, half of your mind reliving that night with its ghostly blur and its three cigarettes and its beautiful girls.
Jake Bittle
Remember the last time you really payed attention to him? Really, really looked?
He’s hardly even in your thoughts anymore, and he used to be your whole world. I know. I can see it on your face. It’s changed so much, and you didn’t even notice. Too bad.
There was a time back in the day that i remember quite fondly of a man with no legs. he was quite a slow man, but he knew in his heart that speed would one day meet his essence. Whoever thought that besides him, he did not know, and that was the trick of it, that was the eventual truth he wanted to seek out of his dream of individuality.
dude man
Remember is a word which suggests reflection; a deep digging into our paths of life. These sites are sometimes painful carnage ridden wrecks, which we may like to leave untouched. If we are lucky enough to experience beauty, our memory is swarmed with more warm and lush landscapes.
KC
“Remember that time we…” Crash!
“Crap, somebody grab a gun and make sure Annie’s okay.”
Just then two people in black suits crashed through their door.
A memory.
Some last a day,
Some a night,
Some a lifetime.
My first heart break,
i’m praying it will fade
My first kiss,
A moment i hope will never leave.
anonymous
You have guts reneged everything weather good or bad it makes you you and if you don’t remember key points in life like love happiness or other emotions you won’t ever understand them so remember everything everything you’ve done felt Watched anything remember. Remembering is recalling something. Remember your first love , your first heartache your first huge mistake your parents and other family yur childhood because they never stay everything has to o eventually and you’ll miss it. Don’t be afraid to remember and while you live, be yourself to have something worth remembering . You never know when the good things will ho so never forget them. Ever. Remember to remember. Remember to love laugh live smile grow play and be you!Never let the fear of falling bring you down , never let someone else bring you down remember the days when you get older, feel fresh and think back to great days, your thoughts and feelings, but don’t be afraid to laugh at yourself.
Lindsay
remeber the years that go by. the word remeber is a more elegent word than recall to my opiniun.remeber each preshish memory as if it were the last to ever come.
mia
I can’t remember anything about him except the smell of his aftershave, I kept a bottle of it, and sniff it from time to time.
Annie
I remember my first kiss. We were the only two in the movie theater. He taps me on the shoulder, and I turn to face him, and he pressed his lips to mine. It was passionate, surprising, and nothing I thought it would be like. It was amazing, and then it stopped. He smiled. I looked at him. Then I asked, “Am I any good?” He smiled again and whispered, “Amazing.” …I still remember his cool, peppermint breath on my face and the smell of his cologne on my sweatshirt.
To remember our love, our life together is impossible for you.
You are no longer on this earth, but an angel flying above, always watching, always healing.
But I remember our love. It was beautiful, unforgetable.
We loved like we would never see the next day.
And then one day, for you, there wasn’t a next day.
But my love for you still grew and lived on.
And to this day, I still love you.
Remember the days we used to spend sitting around doing nothing but listening to the sound of each other breathing, our heartbeats nearly in sync? Remember how we held each other up, how we talked each other through the hardest of times? Remember how we used to laugh for hours on end about the simplest of things, trivial matters that used to make me cry? Rembember…
Remember how you told me you loved me? Remember how I told you I felt the same? Try and remember, love. Try to remember what made you feel that way. Try to remember how I loved you enough to hold on. Remember what made you keep me alive. Remember our love. Always remember what we were to each other. Chances are, it won’t hurt you to remember.
i will remember the feeling of that soft breeze ruffling my hair as you held my hand, nervously and awkwardly, as we walked through the throng of wide-eyed watchers while we debuted our forbidden love as a romeo and juliet with sweaty palms and an inevetibly happy ending.
remember what? what is there to remember? i was given simple and vague directions and I feel like I need to write something worthy before the thing at the bottom fully loads. I apologize for my bad grammar and such because I am writing fast… well, typing. What happens when it loads? It’s almost done. Getting closer!
It is when you look at an old picture and suddenly the feelings you were feeling that day comes back to you.
love
me
people
us
friends
moments
family
movies
good times
boyfriend
best friends
school
mom
dad
brother
hypocrites
oportunities
grandma
god
camp
cry
sadness
happiness
smile
you and me
you
we
february
remember me. because i love you.
I remember being a child. Being free, and happy. I remember feeling special and I never knew why.
I remember him. I remember his face and his lips. I remember his arms around me. I remember the love.
Remember the time we went to get gelatti and you need a receipt before you bought the ice cream? That ruined our intentions of getting free ice cream. I love you. I’ll be home soon.
I remember when I was five and I went to the grocery store and found a lovely penny on the ground. My mom told me not to touch it but I wished on it anyway. I think I wished for a pony or something silly, but anyway, it never came true. But I never stopped believing in wishes and I think about that day all the time. :)
I can’t remember the last time I had a fun time at an amusment park. Everyone pairs off and the rides are always backed up and even if you wait for a pass it takes forever. I just like to sit back, drink a beer and listen to the kids on the rollercoaster scream.
Remember the time my brothers and I got to hang out at the carnival. It was so nice because we don’t really have time to hang out often, and it was really nice to be able to mess around and laugh like we used to, especially because I am going to college. Who knows when we will be able to hang out like that again.
I can remember lots of things, I can remember when I was five, those were good days. memories can also bring back bad things. I say its a important value to remember the good things and not all the bad.
The times I shall never forget, the minutes, hours, seconds, and days that are etched into my memory. Some are good others bad, some are with people I will never see again and hardly know.Others are with the people I love the most and never want to live without.
Always remember the way it feels to climb to the tops of trees are small children. How it felt waiting for Santa to bring his gifts. How your first kiss felt. How it felt to loose you first love. And most importantly those who helped you up after you fell from the tree, and your first love left.
All of the memories in my life . The good friends , the impressions , the great times , the laughter . Me bieng my self and no one else ,only trying to further myself in what I do , not a caere in the world . Smiling , cared for . Life experiances , advice given . Life lessons all summed up for me . Thinking back .
I remember when I wrote about this ten minutes ago. I had to log in so that I could save it. I remember saying something about Christain and Daniel and how I wish I could stay with them in those times and how everything was simpler but it seemed so difficult. I remember talking about my grandfather, I remember not having enough time to finish this–like right now.
The word “remember” is a very strong word. For one to remember means for one to look back on a recent or long-past event that struck a note with the said person. To remember is sometimes a positive reaction, but sometimes it is a negative one.
Of the time when I was in YMCA daycare and it was nap time. A little boy had to go to the bathroom and I was right next to the door. The woman did not close it and I watched as she pulled down his pants. When she saw me looking she closed the door. to this day I feel like I was in trouble for looking at the little boys penis.I had curiousity of sex at a young age
i remember that time you took your life off, laid it on the grass next to you just to see how it felt to feel real naked, the kind no one talks about. I remember, I remember the way it felt when I followed suit, like my chest was swelling up and I tried to settle into the discomfort of vulnerability.
I remember us. The feelings we shared, the moments we had. Awkward, first time sex, the nostalgic joys of wearing your hoodie. Memories that seem tarnished now, with my bitter anger towards you, and the way you had treated me once we were finished. You destroyed me. You ended me.
i remember, i remember saying. i recall the atmosphere, the mood, the way the sunlight gave the trees a shimmer quality, the gentle breeze, the smell of his cigar smoke wafting amongst the garden
Australia is just now facing the grim reality of what happens to live export cattle when they are sent overseas. It is a gruesome reminder of the dark nature of humanity, but also a jolt to those who live in ignorance of where their meat comes from.
Remember when the rain fell and we ran outside just to kiss.
Remember when we walked hand in hand for the first time at school and everyone stared at us with disbeliefe.
Remember when we graduated and vowed to always stay together.
Remember when you were sent to fight for our country.
Remember when you wrote me a letter telling me to move on not knowing you left teardrops on the page.
Remember when I wrote back to you saying I would wait forever.
Remember how you returned to me that cold day in December.
Remember when we decided to start a family together and all of our friends and family threw us a big party.
Remember how we lived happily ever after.
Do you remember?
remember all those times? actually mostly that one time. it was yesterday in the store when you were following me, and our eyes met and we both smiled but we were both to shy to say anything. not thats all i think about and if i could go back and do it again i would. cause now ill never see you again.
Remember that one time, we strolled along the beach. We hugged, we kissed. Remember we were happy. I try not to remember the bad, the times we shouted, yelled, but we loved each other. But now you’re moving to Canada. I’ll always remember you though, because I loved you. All the best
Remember to appreciate the little things. I have to bring cookies tomorrow. Chocolate’s good. Ack, essays. Remember to be yourself. Forget to double check everything. The imperfections make it perfect. If we were all perfect we’d be the same. And like gray blobs. Nobody would want to be friends with big gray goo blobs. That is not cool, dawg.
I remember sitting in the garden while my mother was going through labour with my little sister. My two older sisters sat on the swings with me plaiting flowers into my hair, it was beautiful.
my childhood memories, happiness, being at he beach with my family, hearing the birds chirp, feeling my toes in the sand, tasting the salty water of the beach,
i want to remember about the pineapple i ate last summer when the days were warm and the beaches were sandy with the smell of children’s tears. then when the pineapple grew up, i ate it and decided to use the husk as a tool for war to destroy the inuit people of antartica in battle.
Film pictures lying on dusty shelves. They’re curling and bruised as time goes by. Pictures of unprepared people with limp cigarettes hanging out of their mouths, in the dark, with the specter of a motel hanging in the background. Remember, and take a deep breath, and you’re back there, floating in between the two times, neither here nor there, aloof, in the past and the present, half of your mind reliving that night with its ghostly blur and its three cigarettes and its beautiful girls.
Remember the last time you really payed attention to him? Really, really looked?
He’s hardly even in your thoughts anymore, and he used to be your whole world. I know. I can see it on your face. It’s changed so much, and you didn’t even notice. Too bad.
There was a time back in the day that i remember quite fondly of a man with no legs. he was quite a slow man, but he knew in his heart that speed would one day meet his essence. Whoever thought that besides him, he did not know, and that was the trick of it, that was the eventual truth he wanted to seek out of his dream of individuality.
Remember is a word which suggests reflection; a deep digging into our paths of life. These sites are sometimes painful carnage ridden wrecks, which we may like to leave untouched. If we are lucky enough to experience beauty, our memory is swarmed with more warm and lush landscapes.
“Remember that time we…” Crash!
“Crap, somebody grab a gun and make sure Annie’s okay.”
Just then two people in black suits crashed through their door.
A memory.
Some last a day,
Some a night,
Some a lifetime.
My first heart break,
i’m praying it will fade
My first kiss,
A moment i hope will never leave.
You have guts reneged everything weather good or bad it makes you you and if you don’t remember key points in life like love happiness or other emotions you won’t ever understand them so remember everything everything you’ve done felt Watched anything remember. Remembering is recalling something. Remember your first love , your first heartache your first huge mistake your parents and other family yur childhood because they never stay everything has to o eventually and you’ll miss it. Don’t be afraid to remember and while you live, be yourself to have something worth remembering . You never know when the good things will ho so never forget them. Ever. Remember to remember. Remember to love laugh live smile grow play and be you!Never let the fear of falling bring you down , never let someone else bring you down remember the days when you get older, feel fresh and think back to great days, your thoughts and feelings, but don’t be afraid to laugh at yourself.
remeber the years that go by. the word remeber is a more elegent word than recall to my opiniun.remeber each preshish memory as if it were the last to ever come.
I can’t remember anything about him except the smell of his aftershave, I kept a bottle of it, and sniff it from time to time.
I remember my first kiss. We were the only two in the movie theater. He taps me on the shoulder, and I turn to face him, and he pressed his lips to mine. It was passionate, surprising, and nothing I thought it would be like. It was amazing, and then it stopped. He smiled. I looked at him. Then I asked, “Am I any good?” He smiled again and whispered, “Amazing.” …I still remember his cool, peppermint breath on my face and the smell of his cologne on my sweatshirt.