Missing me

You told me like the flowers missing the sun on a cold winters day.  
Without me, you'll just crumble and wither away.
 
I know it should be sweet,
but it feels like a lot of weight is on.
 
You miss me...
 
You tell me that like a fish without water gasping for air.
Without me, about your own life you just wouldn't care.
 
I should be happy to be needed so much,
but all I feel is pressure and with myself I've become out of touch.  
 
You miss me...
 
You never cease to remind me that like a tree without water
it will no longer thrive.  
Without me, you won't want to be alive.  
 
You constanly talk about the important roll I play in your life.  
Which should be a string pulling on my heart,  
but instead it cuts me like a knife.
 
I miss me...