I Don't Know Why

I still thinking of you till now. I don't know why. I think you are not handsome, you are not special, you are not romantic, you are just ordinary man. I haven't found anything that makes me always thinking of you. I still remember everything about you. I still remember every detail of your behavior to me and it forced me to always remember with all the memories. I should hate you now, because you don't care about me anymore. But I can't.  I don't know why.