Mind a Little Too Much

I hate thinking about you.
The thought of you in my mind, drives me crazy.
Literally.
I go insane.
It's not normal to think of you the way I do, and it scares the shit out of me.
When you're in my mind, I just want you out of it.
But when my mind isn't full with thoughts of you, I start to miss them.
I start to miss you.
When you disappear, I start to worry.
I make myself think about you, but another thought comes instantly, and you go away again.
Damn.
It's almost like a drug.
I'm addicted to the drug inside my mind.
What the fuck?
It sounds insane.
I hate thinking about you because of how you make me scream at the top of my lungs to get you out of my mind.
But I must like the feeling if I miss it when you're not here inside.