I'm not goin' t' think about her.

I'm not goin' t' think about how green her eyes were.

I'm not goin' t' think about how she seemed t' like my eyes.

I'm not goin' t' think about how soft her hair looked.

I'm not goin' t' think about how pale an' fragile she seemed.

I'm not goin' t' think about dat little piece o' her hair dat hung in her face.

I'm not goin' t' think about the delic'te purple o' her eye-shadow, or de deep purple o' her lipstick.

I'm not goin' t' think about her full, soft lips.

I'm not goin' t' think about how she's with de boss's enemies.

I'm not goin' t' think about how much I wish I could be with dem.

I'm not goin' t' think about de fact dat de only thing I gave her was a charged card.

I'm not goin' t' think about de fact dat 'm only goin' t' see her on de battle field.

…I'm not goin' t' stop thinkin' about her, am I?