My Already Broken Heart

Our last conversation
was an argument.
The last word you said to me
was B.I.T.C.H.
The last gift I got from you
were cuts and bruises.
The last memory I have of you
was you screaming at me,
you hitting me.
When all I was trying to do
was to tell you that
I LOVE YOU
But as I look back on things,
I realize that you didn't love me.
I now see what you were really doing to me.

You,
my love,
my life,
were breaking
my already broken
heart.