remember when we talked and played and had fun. where did those days go and why? who do you think you are anyway? nobody even cares a lot of the time. I know you think they do but they don’t
nicole
i remember when we used to love each other. i remember when you used to love me. all was well then, wasn’t it? I miss my memories. I like them more than my present. I would love to live in memories forever.
Lydia
Just as I looked from the clouds from out my window, I sat back down at my desk by my laptop. Online, a friend I hadn’t seen in over 20 years wanted to catch up. Funny, I was just thinking about the days working in a comedy workshop.
Michael
I remember when I was child. I used to run around in my back yard with a soccer ball. I would pretend I was playing against myself. Argentina vs. Brazil. That was always the match up because they were the two best teams I knew. I would slide tackle myself and set up sweet goals.
Skylar
I remember the time were I decided that Jackie’s boyfriend was hott, and when I realized that I liked my best friend’s cousin who’s like a brother to her.(He is soooo nice and hott. (Lawl.)
Samantha
eml
Gyike
i remember a lot of things, but mostly i try to forget them as quickly as possible. this really does make my short term memory terrible. but i guess that’s the price you have to pay.
Anya
Remember, remember the fifth of november.
Remember the times? remember the years?
There were days, there was a day, there was a time.
So, once upon a time, all was well and all was jolly.
I don’t remember it anymore, I don’t remember … I don’t want to remember.
Why would I want to remember?
Samie
Remember all of the great times we had together, I is absolutely amazing to think about how we were, the love we had the moments of clarity and passion that we shared. It is sad to think the they are all gone now… the they may never return and that my love can never be the same again. It is always changing and growing and becoming something different than yesterday, however, through all of that love the one thing that remains is the truth and the validity of that love.
Elisabeth
Remember the days of old, when things seemed more vivid, and so much more detailed, but at the same time so blunt and granted as free. When children would run around, feelings explored, and emotiones where on a spree. Remember…
Spizz
remember that everything
that matters from yesterday
can be remade again
the dreams that you
feed yourself are not set in stone
remember to remember well
ht
have something present in your life all the time
Andrea
i always get remember when i do this thing…i know that remember is probably the only word and maybe this is just some strange experiment where one hopes that a person will write their shopping list or deeds they have to do because those are the things they associate with remembering and i think i spelled that wrong..
sarah k
I can’t remember a thing. I work with an AZ patient 11 hours a day and she can’t remember a thing! I get the same question over and over and over and over. Remembering or lack of reminds me of patience.
j.
remember, rememeber, the fifth of november.
luke andrews
Remember the Alamo. Sure, as if I would ever remember something like that, but I guess it’s just the quote that counts, right? It’s not as if why that was said MATTERS or anything, but think. Think, think, think. Think about everything, and at the end of the track, will YOU remember the Alamo?
Suwa
nostalgia, reflect, commemorate, think, cherish…I remember a time from seeing his beautiful face in my arms that I will love this boy always…I remember his first smile and all the smiles he has provided now…my beautiful baby boy….
patriciadolan
I remember one time, we went to the city. You met me in the alley, and we walked hand in hand. You’d lean over and kiss me spontaneously, and the whole world stopped. You were adorable, and this was the perfect moment ever.
Alyssa
remember me, i am buckwheat i am the goal of the life that you have just lead and i want you to never forget that i am in your dreams and want to be part of your life everyday and that’s why i want to be your special friend and then never forget who you are and always dream of being in your olife while iam awake that is why i am telling you this on this very special day that
x
Remember?
Do you?
The summer…
sunflowers…
the smell of wet pavement,
after washing the car.
Dust, stirred
by running
bare feet.
sweat,
and the lethargic laziness
of heat.
KATE
we spend so much time remembering. we all live so very much in the past. why is that? why can’t we appreciate what we have here and now, and be happy in the moment? why do we measure all our experiences against what we remember happening before? all our memories are colored–either we idealize the past because we hate our present or we assume it was awful because we love our present. just be present.
KT
him, the way he called you beloved, and then forget it because he is no longer your lover.
Brianna
i remember plopping marshmallows into hot chocolate, atop a rockinghorse at my grandmother’s apartment. i always wore a smock dress.
sometimes i think i remember things but i really think i am remembering pictures. it is deceiving and makes me feel like a phony.
tatiana schlossberg
all the things you know and all the things you dont want to forget put it down in your mental and fart
boil
remember when we laughed for days?
remember when i couldn’t think of anything but you?
do you remember the bus? the games? the pizza? anything?
do you care? or even want to care?
do you remember me?
melissa
Remember everything from today, tomorrow, the past, the present. Remember, the happiest moments in life because when you can only think about the sadness you feel, you will remember that smile that rose you higher than anything else.
dana
Remember to give me love, because I want it. I love you,just remember that. Remember that I’m always here, remember that I was nothing before I met you. Remember…
Nayla
i remember. i remember all the things i used to love. i remember everything i used to cherish. then she came and took it all away. katrina. she removed everything from my life that mattered. i remember.
Chris Dakin
Remember the time,
long ago
when we were all carefree?
Not alone, with each other.
No problens that we had.
No reason to worry.
Do you remember,
when life cam easy?
Crystal
“Remember me,” she said, opening her eyes and staring into his. “Do you think, after I’m gone, anything will be different? Don’t worry. I’m here. I’m watching. I’m waiting.”
Carys
i remember it well. the first time that i saw. her eyes were little and brown colored. i thought that it’ll be really hard to get her. But i was wrong. She felt the same feelings with me.
eko
I remember the time the robots attacked Berlin. The masses of huddled women and children fell before their lasers and mighty steel claws. All seemed bleak and hopeless until Alphonso “the mastodon” Thomas figured out how to reprogram them to make us assorted teas.
Brent Busse
i have a lot of things to remember, none of them seems to matter most of the time, those that matters doesn’t need any effort to be remembered, but sadly those are the rare ones. What we had will shape what we will be, no matter how small and insignificant an event is, if it is remembered, then it will shape your future.
gaston
i remember everything about you, every second, every moment. i remember things i’m not supposed to, things i should forget. i hope you remember me in the same way, the only thing that’d make remembering you worthwhile.
Ruta
Remember where we came from…where we are going to…the ancient future rhythms are contained within you…
Remember the 1st remember the last…
Rioso
oh! I guess I’m trying to remember something that I forgot, but I just can’t recollect what it was. Maybe it was something I seriously should have remembered, eh?! What the hell!
dxtr
remember the time you tried you first bite of ice cream? Was it on a hot sunny day? Maybe after playing on the beach or at the lake? Remember how you kept taking bite after bite but it seemed to last forever absolutely delicious. Refreshing and memorable!
Tif
everything that has ever happend picks me up like a whirlwind of colored pizza and old jazz records tooting away like miles davis as a seventeen year old horny boy thinking about all the things in the world that make him angry and my mother and my father loving me but thinking off all those who dont get the same great spoiled things i did
Dustin Lockwood
me italy california dad school childhood heaven blue skies no worries sleep dreams hot chocolate love sun ocean dress fast car crowded city books
monacco
I remember the first time I met him. He was taller than everyone else in the room with white hair shoulder length and quite a presence. It was amazing in the ray of light how little we knew.
remember when we talked and played and had fun. where did those days go and why? who do you think you are anyway? nobody even cares a lot of the time. I know you think they do but they don’t
i remember when we used to love each other. i remember when you used to love me. all was well then, wasn’t it? I miss my memories. I like them more than my present. I would love to live in memories forever.
Just as I looked from the clouds from out my window, I sat back down at my desk by my laptop. Online, a friend I hadn’t seen in over 20 years wanted to catch up. Funny, I was just thinking about the days working in a comedy workshop.
I remember when I was child. I used to run around in my back yard with a soccer ball. I would pretend I was playing against myself. Argentina vs. Brazil. That was always the match up because they were the two best teams I knew. I would slide tackle myself and set up sweet goals.
I remember the time were I decided that Jackie’s boyfriend was hott, and when I realized that I liked my best friend’s cousin who’s like a brother to her.(He is soooo nice and hott. (Lawl.)
eml
i remember a lot of things, but mostly i try to forget them as quickly as possible. this really does make my short term memory terrible. but i guess that’s the price you have to pay.
Remember, remember the fifth of november.
Remember the times? remember the years?
There were days, there was a day, there was a time.
So, once upon a time, all was well and all was jolly.
I don’t remember it anymore, I don’t remember … I don’t want to remember.
Why would I want to remember?
Remember all of the great times we had together, I is absolutely amazing to think about how we were, the love we had the moments of clarity and passion that we shared. It is sad to think the they are all gone now… the they may never return and that my love can never be the same again. It is always changing and growing and becoming something different than yesterday, however, through all of that love the one thing that remains is the truth and the validity of that love.
Remember the days of old, when things seemed more vivid, and so much more detailed, but at the same time so blunt and granted as free. When children would run around, feelings explored, and emotiones where on a spree. Remember…
remember that everything
that matters from yesterday
can be remade again
the dreams that you
feed yourself are not set in stone
remember to remember well
have something present in your life all the time
i always get remember when i do this thing…i know that remember is probably the only word and maybe this is just some strange experiment where one hopes that a person will write their shopping list or deeds they have to do because those are the things they associate with remembering and i think i spelled that wrong..
I can’t remember a thing. I work with an AZ patient 11 hours a day and she can’t remember a thing! I get the same question over and over and over and over. Remembering or lack of reminds me of patience.
remember, rememeber, the fifth of november.
Remember the Alamo. Sure, as if I would ever remember something like that, but I guess it’s just the quote that counts, right? It’s not as if why that was said MATTERS or anything, but think. Think, think, think. Think about everything, and at the end of the track, will YOU remember the Alamo?
nostalgia, reflect, commemorate, think, cherish…I remember a time from seeing his beautiful face in my arms that I will love this boy always…I remember his first smile and all the smiles he has provided now…my beautiful baby boy….
I remember one time, we went to the city. You met me in the alley, and we walked hand in hand. You’d lean over and kiss me spontaneously, and the whole world stopped. You were adorable, and this was the perfect moment ever.
remember me, i am buckwheat i am the goal of the life that you have just lead and i want you to never forget that i am in your dreams and want to be part of your life everyday and that’s why i want to be your special friend and then never forget who you are and always dream of being in your olife while iam awake that is why i am telling you this on this very special day that
Remember?
Do you?
The summer…
sunflowers…
the smell of wet pavement,
after washing the car.
Dust, stirred
by running
bare feet.
sweat,
and the lethargic laziness
of heat.
we spend so much time remembering. we all live so very much in the past. why is that? why can’t we appreciate what we have here and now, and be happy in the moment? why do we measure all our experiences against what we remember happening before? all our memories are colored–either we idealize the past because we hate our present or we assume it was awful because we love our present. just be present.
him, the way he called you beloved, and then forget it because he is no longer your lover.
i remember plopping marshmallows into hot chocolate, atop a rockinghorse at my grandmother’s apartment. i always wore a smock dress.
sometimes i think i remember things but i really think i am remembering pictures. it is deceiving and makes me feel like a phony.
all the things you know and all the things you dont want to forget put it down in your mental and fart
remember when we laughed for days?
remember when i couldn’t think of anything but you?
do you remember the bus? the games? the pizza? anything?
do you care? or even want to care?
do you remember me?
Remember everything from today, tomorrow, the past, the present. Remember, the happiest moments in life because when you can only think about the sadness you feel, you will remember that smile that rose you higher than anything else.
Remember to give me love, because I want it. I love you,just remember that. Remember that I’m always here, remember that I was nothing before I met you. Remember…
i remember. i remember all the things i used to love. i remember everything i used to cherish. then she came and took it all away. katrina. she removed everything from my life that mattered. i remember.
Remember the time,
long ago
when we were all carefree?
Not alone, with each other.
No problens that we had.
No reason to worry.
Do you remember,
when life cam easy?
“Remember me,” she said, opening her eyes and staring into his. “Do you think, after I’m gone, anything will be different? Don’t worry. I’m here. I’m watching. I’m waiting.”
i remember it well. the first time that i saw. her eyes were little and brown colored. i thought that it’ll be really hard to get her. But i was wrong. She felt the same feelings with me.
I remember the time the robots attacked Berlin. The masses of huddled women and children fell before their lasers and mighty steel claws. All seemed bleak and hopeless until Alphonso “the mastodon” Thomas figured out how to reprogram them to make us assorted teas.
i have a lot of things to remember, none of them seems to matter most of the time, those that matters doesn’t need any effort to be remembered, but sadly those are the rare ones. What we had will shape what we will be, no matter how small and insignificant an event is, if it is remembered, then it will shape your future.
i remember everything about you, every second, every moment. i remember things i’m not supposed to, things i should forget. i hope you remember me in the same way, the only thing that’d make remembering you worthwhile.
Remember where we came from…where we are going to…the ancient future rhythms are contained within you…
Remember the 1st remember the last…
oh! I guess I’m trying to remember something that I forgot, but I just can’t recollect what it was. Maybe it was something I seriously should have remembered, eh?! What the hell!
remember the time you tried you first bite of ice cream? Was it on a hot sunny day? Maybe after playing on the beach or at the lake? Remember how you kept taking bite after bite but it seemed to last forever absolutely delicious. Refreshing and memorable!
everything that has ever happend picks me up like a whirlwind of colored pizza and old jazz records tooting away like miles davis as a seventeen year old horny boy thinking about all the things in the world that make him angry and my mother and my father loving me but thinking off all those who dont get the same great spoiled things i did
me italy california dad school childhood heaven blue skies no worries sleep dreams hot chocolate love sun ocean dress fast car crowded city books
I remember the first time I met him. He was taller than everyone else in the room with white hair shoulder length and quite a presence. It was amazing in the ray of light how little we knew.