You sit there glowing from your little screen

Thumb moving fast like it means something deep

Talking loud, laughing hard for the crowd

But silence makes you nervous somehow

You thought a joke could make you tall

By making someone else seem small

But real men don't need a stage

To prove their worth for one more day

You play games

He pours tea

That's the difference

Between a boy and what I need

He plays games with his phone all night

My man reads souls without trying

You chase noise, he protects peace

That's why your kind fades so easily

You call him crazy, strange, too still

But stillness scares boys who never healed

You wanted dancing, flashing light

I wanted someone strong at midnight

He doesn't need to fill a room

He walks in quiet, not with perfume

No performance, no cheap disguise

Just honesty behind his eyes

And when I burn too hard inside

He doesn't run, he stays beside

Makes me tea and calms my storm

While you refresh another form

You seek attention endlessly

He gives presence naturally

He plays games with his phone all night

My man builds futures in real life

You need applause to feel alive

He stands in silence and survives

You saw boring, I saw depth

You saw quiet, I saw strength

And that's the reason we don't see

Love the same way, you and me

One day you'll learn…

Presence is rarer than attention.

And peace is rarer than charm.

He plays games with his phone all night

My man holds me when I cry

You chase moments, passing highs

He stays when the whole world turns cold outside

And maybe one day you'll understand

Why some women choose steady hands

Not every love needs flashing lights

Some just need tea… and someone who stays the night