Real?

Tears in my eyes,
Everytime you leave.
But tears don't help the whys
So I wipe them on my sleeve.

Are you coming back this time?
You tell me your not sure.
Our time together is on a decline,
Would you rather spend it with her?

Sometimes I wonder how you feel
About you and me and us.
Is the love you talk about real?
Or just a lie and a fuss?

Trust me you tell me everyday
And I do and don't ask why.
Everytime i look your way
And see you with her a part of me dies.