I regret ever uttering the word Always I regret even thinking it Always is a word For liars and the ignorant It poisons the present And all good things residing in it
I will enjoy you For now And as long as you will allow
I can't promise that I'll always love you I can't even promise to think of you in old age It may be comforting To say such things But truly, that wretched word Carries only destruction And plague We are together -- Entwined, united by some Transitory, ineffable force -- For now And that will satisfy me I can't help but want all of you That is something I am currently Unable to change
Just promise To never whisper Always Because I'll know that you are lying