Fall into a fantasy,
Slip into a lie.
Either way, I’ll break your heart.
Either way, you’ll lie.
“Too good to be true” is false,
Because “happily” isn’t “ever.”
“Come what may” is speculation,
And “maybe someday” is never.
Give me today and I’ll be glad
For the present moment only.
If I never know “what could’ve been,”
Then how can I ever be lonely?
How can I miss what I never had,
Or mourn something I never lost?
Promises unmade can never be broken,
And everything worth having has a cost.