loving you is grey.

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Loving you was grey, but I don't regret it.

I know you were broken, I know I  promised to heal you,

You said you wouldn't let me in,said that you'd hurt me,

I said it's alright, I wanted to be there for you,

I wanted to heal you.

You were defensive, you didn't let me in,

I know there will be a way, and yes there was.

I found a way in, a way to get inside your heart.

You were wounded, you were broken,

You were hurt, you were bleeding.

I know I had to heal you, I know I need to love you.

I told you I need you, and I really did.

You said you didn't want me, but I know you did.

I was white, I wasn't pure but I wanted to cure.

You were black, you weren't a sin, but you were tainted.

You were not perfect, but neither was I,

Together we were grey, together we were strong.

You were filled in darkness, but I know you had a light inside you.

You were hurt, but you were capable love.

We were grey- we were beautiful.

You said you were afraid to love,

But also afraid to leave.

You said you were toxic to me,

But also said that you needed me.

You said you're hurting me, and yeah I know I was hurting.

But I let you hurt me, because I know I need you,

I need you and I need us.

You hurt and broke me,

While I tried to fix and heal you.

You were my poison and I was your antidote.

Loving you was painful, but I embraced the pain.

You said you're sorry and you mean it,

I know you mean it.

You told me that you don't deserve me,

But baby you didn't deserve all the pain too.

I knew you were hurting and I couldn't leave you.

No matter how much you push me away,

I'll never leave you.

I need you as much as you need me.

Now I know that I'm broken too.

We're even, we're both broken.

We're even, we're both twisted.

Baby please heal and cure my heart,

While I heal and cure yours,

I don't want to us to be perfect,

I want us to be grey- like this.

Don't call yourself worthless,

You're worthy, you're worthy of my love.

You're the purpose and meaning to my life.

I wish I could love you in Red, but no,

Loving you is grey and I don't mind.

I see is in black and white,

I feel us in grey.

Loving you is grey, but I need it.

I need this pain to make me feel alive.

Loving you was grey.

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