
You don't fill up every room
You leave space like flowers do
You speak like morning, slow and kind
Never rushing through your mind
You don't chase the brightest flame
You just whisper when you say my name
You were made to be gentle
Like a breeze through an open window
You don't shout your love in storms
But I feel it in the quiet forms
You trace love in small designs
Notes on napkins, silent signs
You were made to be gentle
And I was made to feel it
You pause before you speak the truth
Never throw words just to prove
You hold me like I'm something rare
With both hands, like a prayer
You never tried to change the pace
But somehow you still made space
You were made to be gentle
Like a breeze through an open window
You don't shout your love in storms
But I feel it in the quiet forms
You trace love in small designs
Notes on napkins, silent signs
You were made to be gentle
And I was made to feel it
Some hearts weren't built to roar
But yours still shakes me to the core
You were made to be gentle
And I've never needed more