This was really random. I was showing my mom Don't Forget by Demi Lovato, and I was just like 'I could write a story'. I know there are probably like 10 other Don't forget stories, but oh well. This was my take on it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the name Maria Parquels, which with my luck is someone's name.

Another day and no phone call, no text, no email, hell, not even a letter. It's like you've forgotten that I was even alive, forgotten everything we ever had. I sigh and close my email, no use waiting for you to send me something. It's been months since that's happened. Ever since you went on tour, it seems like you've forgotten about me.

I turn on the TV and of course, Hot Tunes is on. I always leave it on that channel, hoping that I'd be able to see you. Oh look, you're on! But…you're standing next to some hot model from Spain or something looking happy as hell. It looks as if you expect nothing less. Did you regret ever standing by my side? If I showed up, you would probably turn your nose up at me, plain, normal Mitchie. Nothing special about her. Not like that skanky model.

My heart clenches as you lean over and kiss her, on her lips too! You never even broke up with me! As far as I know, we're still dating. Maybe I just didn't get the memo. How could you do this? Did you forget how we felt about each other? Well, since you don't seem to remember, I guess I'm just left to forget about us.

I guess we're not together anymore, but how would I know? You have no contact with me, so I'm just guessing. Do I repulse you? Is that why you're doing this? Did you regret ever holding my hand? This is too much; I never want to feel this again. Shane, please don't forget.

Are you throwing this away? We had it all. I mean, we were just about to fall even more in love, if that's even possible. I can't forget. No, I won't forget about us.

Where did we go wrong? Was it my not being famous and you being able to have anyone? We were so strong; all our friends thought we would last forever. Here's a reference you would understand. Our love is just like a song, you know? You can't forget it, at all.

Tears roll down my face as you smile at the camera and say 'Maria Parquels' or whoever is your girlfriend. I turn off the TV and turn to my computer, looking at all our pictures. Us at the beach, us chilling at your house, us at the park…I sniffle as I go through all the memories. I close my eyes and come to a decision. I drag the whole picture folder and delete it. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest, but a tiny one. I slowly walk to my drawer and pull out a photo album called 'Smitchie'. I take out each photo, one by one, and lay them on my bed. I go back into the drawer and pull out a lighter.

I take the pictures and carelessly throw them into my empty trashcan. I take one, one of me on the swings and you pushing me from behind with a huge smile on your face, and I light it on fire. I watch it burn for a bit until the fire comes up to my fingers. Then I throw it into the trash can, watching the other pictures burn. Surprisingly, I feel better. But just for now.

I sigh and lie on my bed, thinking. I guess this is just a lesson we've learned, or at least I have learned. I don't know about you. But still, I won't forget. Shane, please don't forget.

I don't know where we went wrong; all I know is that you don't love me anymore. You won't sing along to our love. You've forgotten about us. But I'll always remember.

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