Winds of change

You know she hates that you have a life outside of college, outside of her. She’s been subtle about the dislike but she’s giving you a hard time. The rift widens and still drifting. You feel the pressure, the resistance the clear lack of support and interest. She doen't know because she chooses not to. You want to get up and scream!
Why can’t you just be happy for me? Are you that insecure?
Don’t you see that I’m enjoying myself? Or do you think I’m enjoying this a little too much?
Are you really this apathetic? Your doing a bad job pretending to be…
Why can’t you just be supportive? Lend me a ear, a shoulder… Yes even if it bores you it would make me feel better…
I did.
Through every mistake you made. Through all the other lives you led. Even when I always came second. Sometimes when I never featured in the list.
I was there.
Because I cared.
And I know you do… you did. Sometimes I feel like you don’t anymore.
Like we drifted.
Is that what scares you?
Scares me too. I don’t want to loose what we had, and it feels like it slipping, fast.
Can it really all disappear, just like this in a fraction of the time we’ve spent together.
Fourteen years together.
Ups and downs together.
Fights and silence together.
School and college still together.
Not attached at the hip but together.
Even now together… yet apart.