Missing

I used to have someone who i felt really nice, we talk about everything but if you ask me what was that, it was nothing really, just silly things that became important in that moment and made us have a nice time together. I remember that he was very shy sometimes and i liked it, he must looked really cute when he blushed. Now i realized that i miss all that but i miss him more, he's not the same as before, i haven't told him that, i feel i can't, and sometimes i feel as crying because i just miss all that, how pathetic i can be that i'm not living my present because i'm thinking of the past, my life shouldn't be lilke this, i know i can change it and shape it as i want, but sometimes you feel good in a strange way when you let your body feel these kind of emotions too, i mean, i know that i can't have what i had before just by feeling sad and miss it but living these emotions make me feel good... alive... it makes me feel that i feel and the best is that i know that i'll go through this and i'll live all this again in some future. I always feel better when i write about anything even if it could be everything because they're one, just like black and white or light and shadow, the life is full of contrasts.