Just because someone is the most important, valued, loved, and overall special person in your life, doesn't mean you are the same to them.
And sure, they love you. You are important to them. But not as much as they are to you, and that scares me.
I could be putting my all into loving somebody, and I could just be a pawn. Not that he's using me or anything, but I'm just another character in his book. I'm not important, or valued. I'm just here.
I'm just here, putting everything into someone who's only putting in a speck. And no, I'm not mad at him. I'm just caring too much. I'm just delving into something, putting in everything I have, and expecting the same in return.
I won't get the same in return. I won't, and I know that, but I can't help that I will hope.