There is something inherently romantic about forgetting. Sweetest memories are those chance remembrance that were lost for a long while. Forgotten faces, forgotten lands, forgotten sentiments. Knowing that someone who once loved you, who has forgotten you now, will wake up one fine morning with a sudden flashback of your time together, or the delicate someone who texts you everyday now, will get bored and forget you forever, before becoming a household of another man…either way you see it, forgetting is as essential as memory to be nostalgic about anything.