I feel the world in whispers, not in roars,
Every small tear, every heart that soars.
I feel the world in whispers, not in roars,
Every small tear, every heart that soars.
A touch, a word, it lingers deep,
Memories I cradle, awake or asleep.
The smallest joys light fires in my chest,
Simple smiles, quiet sunsets, all feel blessed.
My heart breaks, my heart sings, both the… (edited) read more
