Because I knew you loved me… 

I mean you told me you loved me and it is what i wanted… so I believed you.

Even though I myself had yielded those words as a weapon when I didn’t mean them rather than to lose an argument.

I knew you loved me like you told me you did and was not going to let you go without a fight. I was prepared to beat that love out of you as I stood there crying in your driveway. As you begged me to please lower my voice and just come inside so we could speak. Instead I pushed you so hard that I broke the brass knuckle phone case on my iPhone 4. You said you were sorry and you loved me and I snuffed you so hard that I braced myself for a slap I knew I deserved but you just stared at me.

I swore I knew you loved me.