you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.
The word friends doesn't seem to stretch big enough to describe how we feel about each other. We forget where one of us starts and the other one stops.
We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.
How could you cleanse yourself if you couldn’t forget?
Forget Jack, I'm in love with the cold, dirt floor.
I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.
When you remembered to forget, you were remembering. It was when you forgot to forget that you forgot.
There was love expressed in the places you usually forget to look.