Inspiration: A song I was listening to by Tribe Called Quest.
Word: Honestly
Honestly I didn't believe you,
when you said that you hated me.
In fact I laughed.
How could someone I loved so much,
even conceive such ideas?
So I ignored it..
and grew persistent in the fact that
hate it couldn't be,
but envious love..
because you couldn't love me
as much as you desired to
as much as I deserved you to..
as much as you needed to really..
So you confusingly blurted-
that you hate me.
and I refuse and refute
your mistake...
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