The way your lips declared, it was uncertain.
The way your eyes stared, it was lifeless.
I knew it was going to be over soon.
Fast enough, that you won't even fret.
I asked you a question,
and it was your answer I begged.
But it wasn't a happy ending of a fairytale,
it was another series of unfortunate events.
This is reality,
and the truth hurts.
I would rather stay in my fantasy,
and play make believe.
I choose to stay in the cloud,
as everything is shady and unknown.