he wasn't a storm, no.
nor is he a tsunami,
which every wave will left you breathless.
every wave hits you hard,
until you don't stand a chance.
he wasn't even the adrenaline pumping in your veins.
he won't get you hyped up,
and make your heart burst, no.
he was a quiet stream,
slowly, steady, surely.
with his meekness, you'll feel safe.
with his serene laugh,
your heart'll flutter.
he wasn't the loud music, no.
he was the steady beat,
where you'll fall in love with his tranquility.
he was the placid night,
that keeps your heart beating,
slowly, steady, surely.