In my teenage life,there has developed between us a wall of cold indifference. We just don't care anymore. Before this,she used to show her dislike to my taste - the way I dress,my hairstyle,my music,my friends,my thinking - almost everything that represented my existence.
But now she doesn't even try to oppose me,now it's only a sigh.
And somewhere along the way,I stopped caring too. I realised I'd stopped loving her so long ago,I couldn't remember when.
And it hurts when I realise my feelings towards her are non-existent. I don't love her,but I don't hate her either. I've probably felt more emotion towards the books I've read than towards her.
And that haunts me,but I deal with it.
