I find memory can be a beautiful thing yet a curse. It holds precious things from your past, victories, happiness, etc. But it can also hold your failures and things that have hurt you. I find this an interesting statement.
Of course I will never forget about you, we had a pretty good time together. But since we no longer are, these are the memories I will keep in their own special place in my heart. I know that they're there, but they no longer cross my mind all the time.