Unexpectable

Салтанат Искакова
Me and you in our place again
You make me feel a pain,
When said about leaving
I almost was in fire ring.
I expect actually the worst
But this is like a terrible ghost.
WHAT'S THE HELL?
DID YOU TELL?
Through my feelings
Through my heart.
There isn't any fault in you
I am not fond of taking part.
Could you tell the reason?
In leaving me off,
What kind of season?
can say just,probably,you loathe.