Does it matter?

Does it matter to you that you don't see me anymore?
Does it matter to you that we don't speak?
Tell me, does it matter that we don't laugh?
Does it matter to you that I don't talk to anyone now?
Does it matter that I don't sleep?
Doesn't it bother you even one bit that I'm not dreaming of you anymore
Or maybe thinking of you, does it?
Do you think about me when your mind is at ease?
Or am I a thought that causes you unease?
What have I become now inside your heart?
Does it matter that mine is a cold an empty part?
How do you sleep knowing my pain?
Or do you not know? Then all is in vain.
Does it matter that my smile is different?
Or that my eyes don't look the way they used to when I did smile around you.
Do you care, though, that I'm traveling in my head
Sometimes when I'm lost in thought, while sleepless in bed?
Some nights the moon won't shine and those nights are easier.
Some days the sun comes out from behind
the clouds and I swear,
I miss the rain more than you.
Or maybe the other way around.
But that doesn't matter...at all to you.