(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.

I thought Peter Parker was just my neighbor. I thought Spiderman was just some guy I had a crush on. I was wrong about both. -- She used to know Peter Parker. Really know him, until he made the hardest decision of his life and everyone forgot he existed. Years later, they meet again by chance, and while Peter remembers everything, she slowly starts noticing the little things she shouldn't be noticing at all. Somewhere along the way, she finds Spiderman oddly always coming to her rescue. Whether she likes it or not, she finds herself falling for Spiderman too, not realizing she's falling for the same person twice. All while slowly getting her memories back.