Is this the choice:
To Go through life
A frozen, empty shell
Or live the torture
Feel the pain
A masochistic hell
Or maybe just stop caring;
Stop minding; be ok
With all the little disappointments
Heaped along the way
Stop the hope, the expectation
Hold your heart aloof
Don't presume that what he says
Might ever be the truth
Or maybe, the answer is
Find happiness each day
Only in the here and now
The future's kept at bay
Savour those good points
You know he has inside
Stop wanting what you cannot have
And what he can't provide
You're not alone,
the world is full
Of disillusioned hearts
Broken promises and
A hundred new "fresh starts"
Let it go; just float away
The time has come to see
That some things are not what you wanted
Are not meant to be