Just don't quit it.

I don't trust people who claim that they got over their "illness". Are you sure you did love?

You wake up one day feeling all strange. It's like nothing ever happened. It was always there, staring at you. 

You cry a little bit but come on..do it. And let me know if I was wrong. You know my number, don't you?

I know the sound of my "illness". Do you know yours?