Hearing your laugh would be like hearing a favorite song. I'd immediately grin when hearing the sweet sound. I'll hear your laugh in the back of my mind, getting a refresher on how much I miss hearing it in reality.

You've had no reason to laugh at all.

I wish to be the reason you laugh, joy filling you up to the brim like how I'd used to.

Making you laugh myself made the sound seem dedicated for me and no one else. It felt special. 

Now I don't even try.

I don't attempt doing any interaction with you because I can tell you don't want me there.

Sometimes I feel like you see me dripping in venom, one step closer and you'll be poisoned, damaging your heart further.

I'd like to see joy bubble up inside of you and hear that beautiful sound, just one last time.