I knew it when the hugs felt different, when the kisses got shorter, nearly one sided, when I felt the urge to ask if everything was still the same, and I could hear the lie in every promise you'd make, the affirmations were fake, just two-faced, our love was a noose you tied for me.
Nowadays I cant believe I let her get to me like that. I cant believe I cared that much about someone who didnt give a ****.