Weird Pulse Poem by Dana Amer

It's a weird pulse
Passing through my veins,
I don't know if you I miss
& I can't neither figure out this pain...

I wish that there is a way
Where I can have you by my side,
But then there will be a day
When I should find a place to hide...

A place to hide the feelings I have
Because my heart is getting full,
Oh no... It's not love
I'm not the type of girls who fall...

I didn't know how hard this would be
You are indeed my dear friend,
I just realized what do you mean to me
But sadly... I did so when it was 'The End'! ! !