I still do

Hey. I still remember you. And I haven't forgotten what day is today. I used to love 4. Now I hate them. I used to have good marks at school. Now all teachers ask me what's wrong. I say nothing.  Like nothing was a synonim for your name.

So hey. How are you. You still remember me? Because I do. Every fucking minute of the day. And I hate it.

I avoid being with nothing to do because somehow suddenly you appear on my mind and you wont go away for hours. But, however, even when Im doing stuff suddenly I stop and think of you. Ugh. Why won´t you leave me. I wish I knew how to quit you. But I dont. And its driving me fucking crazy.