when i want to go away, a long lost friend mentions you, and the crazy stuff you used to do.
when i wanted to forget, you messaged me.
when i don't want to care, you tell me you went drinking.
when i don't want to think, you didn't give me a reason for the drinking.

should i go away, forget, not care, not think?

it seems, yes. perhaps, truly, i want to get away from the ghost of you.