One second i'm standing there, then i'm on the floor A kick to the stomach, but im expecting more I make him mad but I don't know why Hit to my face but I shall not cry For him I’d catch a bullet, for him I’d die He picks me up, in his arms I lie He sits there crying, as we lay on the bed Wipes away my tears, and strokes my head He says I can leave, but on the bed I still lay He tells me to go, but he knows I will stay He says he knows his actions were wrong But asks me to st

I love you, I love you too And nothing you could ever do Would change that. Without you, I’d be like the sky with no stars, Or the Earth without Mars, Or that pile of torn bra’s That sits in a bag in the bin because you don’t want people to see I have a cleavage. So I stopped wearing them. For you. I love you, I love you too. And nothing you could ever do would change that. Without you, my heart would stop, I would fall so hard from the top, And I wouldn’t get these hot flush

1. At what point did you realise your relationship was abusive? I think I always knew. I was quite young at the time, my youngest memory of it really affecting me was maybe 5 or 6. I know I was at school and I was always told if anyone asked how I got my bruises it was because I was clumsy and that I’d fallen or run into something. It was a lie that I remember practising quite a lot – I guess after a while it became second nature and I never really thought about in my teenage