"I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering   who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have   loved you before—in another tim

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Sometimes I wondered what it would have been like not to remember anything . Would it feel like something was missing ? Would there be something nagging on the edge of my mind , every waking moment ? Or would I simply not care , by virtue of not remembering ? Would I even know that there was something not right ? What would I have done , without knowing what I was doing ? Would I regret , if I ever found out ? Does it matter ?