I’ve seen the sun kiss mountain tops,
and rivers carve through stone,
but nothing ever moved me
like the quiet love you've shown.
Not loud, not loud—it doesn’t shout,
it doesn't beg to be seen.
It’s in the way you wait for me,
and everything between.
You know my moods like shifting skies,
you never try to run—
you weather storms beside my heart
until the healing comes.
You don’t just hold my hand, you hold
the parts I try to hide,
and make a home in corners
even I won’t step inside.
So if they ask me what love is,
I’ll say it’s not a flame—
It’s how you stay when days go dark,
and love me just the same.
©manyfaces
M