Goodbye, Hari, my love. Remember always—all you did for me.”
-I did nothing for you.”
-You loved me and your love made me—human.
Love me or hate me, it's one or the other. Always has been. Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, my hunger. Hate that I'm a veteran. A champion. Hate that. Hate it with all your heart. And hate that I'm loved, for the exact same reasons.
Seeing that your love's true.
Never I'll doubt you.
My heart belongs to you.
That's alright with me.
Worlds could end around me.
So in love that I can't see.
You and me were meant to be.
That's alright with me.
Girl, tell me only this:
That I'll have your heart for always.
And you want me by your side,
Whispering the words "I'll always love you."
Oh love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I'll be anybody you want me to be.
If my love can hold you, I'll keep you with me.
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving,
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May,
Just as hate knows love's the cure,
You can rest your mind assured,
That I'll be loving you always.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
You cannot get rid of me because I am and always will be a socialist. You hate me because you still love me.