"I love you honey."

Screw it, no you don't.

I can't believe you,

Because I know you won't.

It seemed like you meant it,

I tried to understand.

But when you took it back,

It was not what I had planned.

"I hate you Emme."

Dammit its the truth.

That night I believed you,

As I drank my French Vermouth.