Four ones and a colon

Four ones and a colon, twice a day you torment me. I wish I could look at your pair of elevens, oblivious to your memories. I struggle to understand why something that brought me so much joy now brings me pain. I have nothing but happy memories; I must feel entirely let down. I need you to leave me. I need you to drown in insignificance. I need you to return to representing one minute of time and nothing more. Go away. You're not welcome without the freckled princess who created you.