Don't Forget Demi Lovato

Did you forget
That I was even alive
Did you forget
Everything we ever had
Did you forget
Did you forget
About me

Did you regret (did you regret)
Ever standing by my side
Did you forget (did you forget)
What we were feeling inside
Now I'm left to forget
About us

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But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it

So now I guess
This is where we have to stand
Did you regret
Ever holding my hand
Never again
Please don't forget
Don't forget

We had it all
We were just about to fall
Even more in love
Than we were before
I won't forget
I won't forget
About us

{CHORUS}
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it

{CHORUS}
Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all

And at last
All the pictures have been burned
And all the past
Is just a lesson that we've learned
I won't forget
Please don't forget us

Somewhere we went wrong
Our love is like a song
But you won't sing along
You've forgotten
About us

Don't forget

This was supposed to be a fairytale ending: me and Chad; together. After a few years of getting under each other's skin and subtly flirting in between, we had finally ended up together. I guess I should have seen it coming, I mean, we were only "dating" for a year and courting for two until we got married. Now we're here, on an ugly red leather couch on opposite ends of it glancing at each other every now and then in pure hatred.

I hate Chad Dylan Cooper. I hated him! My "loving and wonderful" husband had now become the rock in my shoe, the dust in my eye, and the rain on my parade. I wanted out, and so did he, but thanks to our nosy friends, we agreed to try marriage counseling before we officially called it quits.

"So, Mrs. Cooper" began the counselor.

"Sonny. Don't call me Mrs. Cooper." I demanded shooting Chad a disgusted glance afterwards.

The counselor looked at both of us then back to me "Ok, Sonny, how would you say your marriage has changed?" she asked.

"It's simple; my husband is a selfish, egotistical moron." I answered right away.

The counselor looked at Chad "Mr. Cooper?"

Chad looked up "Huh?" he asked "I usually tune out when my wife is speaking…" he answered with that sick surly smile.

"Right, well, in what way has your marriage changed?" asked the counselor.

Chad sat up and looked at her "Oh well my wife is a stubborn, know it all tyrant."

"Oh, big word there for you Chad!" I shot back sarcastically. Chad shot me a glare and I shot him one back. Then we crossed our arms and looked in separate directions trying to avoid breathing the same air as one another.

The counselor looked at both of us confused and a little agitated. She could easily cut her time in half by simply telling us what we already knew: the marriage is over, file for divorce and forget each other. But sadly, she didn't tell us that, instead she gently placed her pad and pen on the table next to her and looked at us calmly. This was our third session and she still maintained the same calm and cool demeanor.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cooper, or Sonny." She corrected herself. "I think your circumstance calls for more drastic measures." Chad and I looked at her confused. She reached in her drawer and pulled out a silver key which looked to be a house key. "I don't do this sort of thing unless I feel the couple is in too deep but still has a chance…and I can feel it; you and Chad have a chance." Chad and I looked at each other then looked away.

"When you leave here" she began "you will go home and pack your bags. You will get on the next flight to Ireland."

"IRELAND!?" we both asked in unison.

"What kind of exercise is this?" asked Chad. "We don't need to go to Ireland to redeem our marriage."

The counselor sort of chuckled "The two of you need the moon to redeem your marriage but Ireland will just have to do. You will go to Dublin, to a place called Roney Beach."

"What's on Roney Beach?" I asked

She held up the key and smiled "My family's beach house." I looked at her confused. "You and Chad will be alone there, and it's on a secluded part of the beach." She added. "But I don't want you two to think this is all fun and games. I'm challenging you both to reconnect, to find the reason you both fell head over heels for each other."

Chad and I glanced at each other again in confusion "If you can find that, then you both will save your marriage. This isn't about a trip or anything like that, this is about love; this is about your marriage."

Marriage. Our marriage was down the tubes, I knew it and Chad knew it, but we couldn't really say no now could we? And I had never been to Ireland…

"Fine" I murmured

"Sonny's in. Chad?"

Chad looked at her and shrugged "Fine"

"Great! You both leave tomorrow morning!"

I asked "How long are we going to be there?"

The counselor smiled "You will be there for a grand total of two weeks."

"Two weeks to fix our marriage?" asked Chad.

The counselor nodded "Two weeks"