Tell me

"Tell what you think.
Tell me how you feel.
I have one heart to loose.
And I want it to be true.
To be real.
I can't assume the best.
Even though in my heart beats
with curiousity,
and can't seem to rest.
Please tell me how you feel.
Pinch me.
Am I sleeping, or it this real?
Everthing in me shakes,
and I need it
clear as day in front of me.
Or I break it down
to feeling it's to good to be true.
Never knowing unless you come out and just say,
what I mean to you"