A/n: okay this story came to me while I was overwhelmed with boredom. This will probably be a short story unless everyone would like more. Read and review and

let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or the character's

Mindy McCready

Maybe he'll notice her now

She wrote I feel just like that painting collecting

Dust on the wall. And everyday you walk right by me

You don't know I'm there at all.

I can't think of one single reason

why I should be hanging around.

Meredith sat down at her kitchen table. She thought back to a time in her life where she was in control. Gone where those days replaced with kids and family obligations. There was no time for herself anymore. There were no relaxing weekends at the beach. No free time for friends. Her life had become ordinary. She tried to think back to the last time her husband noticed her. Really noticed her. She was tired of feeling lost in her own home. Her kids didn't understand her. They were to worried and wrapped up in their own lives to care about their mother. No one noticed that she was slowly coming apart. She was slowly losing herself and she couldn't stop it. She wanted to be noticed.

She stood up from the table and walked upstairs. It was time finally time for her to start living. She couldn't stay here one more day. She didn't know what else to do. She needed Derek to notice her she needed him to notice how much she needed to be loved. To be cared about. She needed someone who would look at her not as a mother or wife but as a woman. She needed someone to tell her that she was special. That she was needed.

She was only 30 years old. When she was fifteen she joked with her friends that 30 was ancient. Now she felt young and ready to spread her wings and fly. She had given her husband plenty of opportunities to notice her but he had ignored her. She pulled her suitcase out from under the bed. She opened her closet door and slowly pulled together her wardrobe. She should be feeling guilty for leaving. Sadly the only thought that was racing through her head was relief. She had fought to stay for to long. If she stayed any longer she would lose herself. She zipped up the suitcase and carried it down the stairs. She sat down beside the front door.

She couldn't leave without telling everyone why. So she walked into her husbands study and sat down at his desk and began writing the letter.

My Dearest Derek,

I love taking care of you and the kids. But somehow along the way you forgot about me. I wonder sometimes if you really want me around. Though I am leaving I hope you miss me. I hope you realize that you still love me. Because I will always love you but I can not keep loving a man who looks right through me, a man who doesn't even see me. Goodbye Derek.

Meredith.

She folded up the letter and placed it on his desk. She let a single tear fall from her eyes. She couldn't change her mind this was for the best. She walked to the front door and picked up her suitcase. She took one final look at the house and then turned and walked out.

She signed it I hope that you miss me

Than she drove herself out of town

Maybe he'll notice her now

Maybe he'll open his eyes.

Sometimes it takes somebody leaving

For a man to realize

Maybe he'll tell her she's the only thing

That He can't live without

Now that she's gone

Meredith wiped the tears from her eyes and drove away. "Goodbye my love" she whispered as she started her journey.

Maybe he'll notice her now