you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.
You carry your past with you even if you don't remember any of it.
You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.
I killed her once and died for her many times and I still have nothing to show for it. I always search for her ; I always remember her. I carry the hope that someday she will remember me.
I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first. (Riley to her sister Alice about Paul)
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.