My First Poem : " It Hurts"

It's been gone, the rough time has come.
It was short, it was beautiful but obviously it should not have been.
began with a look, one smile, a spontaneous message, an irrelevant call.
It was unexpected, totally unknown, too close, it happened.
The distance disturbed us, we were constantly trembling, but at the time we calculated treasure just to see ourselves

Your birthday, mine, the year new, with you it was more than good.
You always woke me up, even to wake up for me, you will send me a message in the evening before I lie down.

He constantly asked me where I was, he was always worried how I am
It hurts me because you said that you will always be here, and where are you now?
It hurts me to forget that I can not throw you away, it's time, but I just can not.
It hurts me that we once were, now we become strangers.