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