Tell me.

Tell me that you can't get me out of your mind. Tell me how pretty you think I am. Tell me that you love finding my hair in your truck and smelling my perfume on your pillows after we spend the weekend together.
Tell me how much you missed me last night and that you dreamt of dancing with me on the beach.
Tell me you couldn't sleep because thoughts of me shimmered in the darkness as you lay with your eyes closed.
Tell me that you almost love me. And that when I fall you will be there to catch me.
But if it's not true, tell me good bye.