How is it feels to be forgotten? When someone decides to tear your page off from their book called memory? When all you can do is watching them in horror as they crumble your page and threw it over the roof. You stood there,motionless,wondering what went wrong that makes it painful for them to even remember you . It seemed that deleting you from their life is the best thing that they could do for themselves.I guess it hurts especially when we're left without a reason. Aren't we all deserve an explanation? On the contrary,what if someone forgets you unintentionally? Like Anita suddenly becomes the vague image of a girl who wore big glasses during high school. That's it! You no longer have a name,all you have now is a girl with big glasses. Eventually one day,without doubt Anita will soon be forgotten,no more big glasses,she will just be the invisible girl behind the class that nobody knows.I don't know which one hurts more,forgotten by someone intentionally or unintentionally.Maybe it's all depends on the person who forgets you but I know a thing for sure that I died a little when someone forgets me,I die again and again when someone kills me in their memory. Here I am with a warm coffee on the table and hands on my chin wondering how many people had killed me in their memories and how many people that I had killed so far?All I'm asking is forget me not. Will you do that for me?