do you even care, to see me go? to think of me going?
maybe you mean more to me than i do to you. sure, i'm a fixture in your life right now. but maybe you're READY for that to be over.
maybe i'm an annoyance; a nuissance, with occational pluses.

but i do a lot for you
maybe you don't realize it
and maybe you won't when i'm gone

but to not even express a little regret at the idea
that is what makes me sad
makes me feel...not worthless. but unappreciated. unspecial.
and you are so special to me.

enough
maybe you realize something i don't. maybe you realize that this would be better for us both, somehow.
but i'm not ready for that, yet
and i thought you loved me