as i hit the floor i heard you scream "WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH YOU" and thats when i knew you didnt love me anymore. it wasnt when you punched me in the face or when you left me in the hospital after you cracked two of my ribs, or even when you left for two weeks and came back smelling like ****** perfume and ****. it was when you pushed me away in bitter disgust and left me lying in a pool of blood and tears. you were ****** up but i'll probably wake up missing you and if that isnt ****** up i dont know what is