Songs of Milan

Black and Blue 🤫

why ? why did love pick me ?
  I'm not mad at you.. I promise we're fine ..you pulled me in and without flinching held me in your arms til I could feel your disease ..
  I pulled you out from the fountain of your own blood.. I'm the temporary distraction to bring you back to life and numb the pain..me ..its always been me..but I'm never permanent..but I save you every time ..love made me do it
  But it wasn't me, it was NEVER going to be me and you knew that, yet you said nothing as you watched me with a smirk upon your face.. you allowed me to carve out my heart and place it inside your warm bloody palms..you allowed me to rip out my soul and give it to you.. and yet you knew ..and said nothing ..
  Love made me do it ..
  Sometimes I think that I won't find better than you and that's what scares me..I love you with the little I have left inside ..I'd give you my last..but to you I'm just another life line..as you persuaded me to give you love
  But all that matters to you is how this ends, to ensure you I'd never deceive you and love again, you never took your eyes off me waiting for an opportunity.. you watched in silence as the disease spread ..
  You told me if it got harder you didnt wanna break alone, I just wanted to love you ..and you just wanted to be revived
  I'd like to believe that love made you do it ..
  That love drove you to crawl inside and seize all of my sanity..that love made you break me ..that love blackened your eyes and held a gun to your head ..that love forced you to take my heart into your hands and watch it bruise slowly as you removed all the sweetness and threw it back down at my feet as you walked away.. I'd like to believe it was love that made me stay waiting for you to come back ..that love drove me to the sadder sounds and forbid me to close my eyes until blood hit the pavement..I'd like to believe that at some point you loved me too..
  This love shot violence into my heart, I was so in love..all in..until I start going numb thinking..why..why did love have to pick me ? that as bad as love hurts me its still all that I crave ..what's wrong with me ?
  I think about all that you took from me ..yet I'm still in love with all our hurt..
  My heart is your punching bag taking all of your pain feeling nothing but punches.. but I still stayed ..
  I hate love ..but its all that I want ..why ? why did love pick me ?