Remember me?

I feel sick.  To think all those memories are gone for you.  To not recall anything from those days.  To not remember your childhood.  How do you know who you are without knowing where you have been?  How you got to where you are?  How you became who you are today?  I am overwhelmed with emotion.  Mostly for you, but some for me.  To think I have been erased.  I can't help but be flooded with memories, ones that you will never recall.  They are engraved in my mind, and yet empty to you.  So many. I feel sick.