
Us, the rain, and a thousand quiet moments
Your hand in mine, no need to speak.
The world kept moving outside the window,
But with you, everything felt still and safe.
The rain fell, soft and steady,
Like the way you looked at me.
Every small touch, every smile,
Felt like its own kind of love story.
We didn’t need big words —
Just the sound of the rain,
The warmth of your hand
And the feeling of being right where I belong
