you make it easier when life gets hard

I miss how you used to light up when I made you laugh. I miss making that face at you, you know the one, and it cracked you up every time. I miss the way you held my face with both your hands when you kissed me, the way I love. I miss talking to you. I miss feeling so comfortable around someone that I could say, do, and act however I wanted. I miss being around you. I miss the butterflies. Most of all, I miss you. You, who blew me off like it wasn't any big deal. You, who still, to this day, won't tell me the real reason you stopped liking me. I know you didn't just randomly stop. I know there had to be something. Anything. It doesn't even matter what it is, anymore. I just want to go back. I want to start over. But sadly, there is no chance of that. No matter how much the same it felt when I saw you. It will never be the same, because you won't let it. I know you won't let it. I want you back, and you weren't ever mine to begin with.