Tell Me

Tell me that you're done and gone.
Tell me that the feelings we shared, have faded at the dawn.

Tell me now that I must relive each memory alone and at night
Tell me that your hands will never again touch me just right.

Tell me that the images I have of you tied to my bed must be just that.
Tell me I will never have you again in my perfect little web.

Tell me that it was fun while it lasted, the image of you in your cage.
Tell me that you no longer wish to serve me, to be my pleasure slave.

Tell me you have something better to close the door to hope.
Tell me that I'll never find you, wrapped up in my rope.

Tell me so my heart can fully break and begin to heal again.
Tell me so I may be as free as you my once and special friend.