Where It Goes? Poem by Kaede Rirunaru

I feel strange,
When I try to pitch your phone number,
I feel like stoped by something,
When I get you called me,

Oh my, where it goes?
The feel that I had?
Oh my, where it gone?
Strange like strangers..

I feel cold,
When I try lo living in your side,
I feel it beat fast,
No one can make me calm down, ..

I stop my self for thinking,
Lying,
And closed my eyes from darkness,
Hope the feeling's truly dissapear...