How can I rewire your brain to love me again?

In the ways you did when I was a kid, remember when you’d never want me to let go

when you wanted me to hug you longer, we called it the “love hug”?

But now all you want is to be alone; it’s killing me to know you prefer being lonely when I’m here, ready to take you in where the sun is beaming, but you keep me out. It is like you want to suffer in the silence, and now my heart is split; you have me feeling helpless.