Remembering

I've pretended to forget so often that I no longer remember things. My brain is a sieve through which events and people pass leaving no significance on my soul. Yet why is it I cannot forget you? Why does your image reflect in the mirror of my soul? Who are you and what do you want from me? Why do I know you and yet remember nothing of us? I have so many questions but no answers. I see you in my dreams and hear your voice in my head. I visit places that seem to be familiar, like we've been there before and yet like that elusive thought, it swims quickly out of my grasp. Have I gotten so good at forgetting that I've forgotten to forget some things?
Who are you stranger? Strange friend...Strangely friendly...I've forgotten again.