Indifference
The change from devoted to indifferent is sharp.
You used to tell me to stop,
When I would apologise too much,
For things I shouldn’t have to.
I did anyway.
You used to make me tired.
We’d stay up for hours,
Talking until sunrise.
I was loved.
You used to hold my hand,
When I begged, “Not now, please.”
You wouldn’t listen.
I sat quiet.
You avert your eyes,
When you pass me in the halls.
I asked you not to look at me.
I remain indifferent.
