there used to be a me
an individual
with things i wanted to do
things i had to do
i had to write
and read and watch tv
and do lots of things online
and do lots of other little things
all the things i had to do
all i ever thought or said or felt
added up to me

but now, as the song says,
"i can't care 'bout anything but you"
i still do those things
out of habit
or to fill the hours we're apart
or to fill the seconds and the minutes
between messages from you,
when we're "together"

those things don't matter to me now
if they do, they do far less than before
and far less than you do, now
...i look back on those things fondly,
nostalgically- remembering ...me
now doing those things matters most to me
when doing them should please you

...but those things no longer add up to me
all that is me, now, is you
being with you
thinking of you, talking with you, loving you
these things add up to me, now

...and being loved by you...
but how can you love me if there is no me,
no individual, no self?
so, i still do those things
for you
so you'll still think there's a me,
beyond you
so you'll have someone to love
...i'd hate to disappoint you...