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I’ve been a ship with a paper sail,
Chasing the sun, outrunning the hail,
Counting the miles, losing the stars,
Wearing my scars like old guitars.
No map, no prayer, no perfect chart,
Just noise in my head and salt in my heart.
I slept in stations, towns with no names,
Traded my truth for temporary flames.
Faces like seasons, warm then gone,
Promises fading before the dawn.
I learned how to smile when I felt undone,
Learned how to leave before love could run.
I kept my windows shut tight at night,
Afraid of hope, afraid of light.
Then you arrived without loud words,
Soft as rain, clear as birds.
You didn’t ask me to be brave,
You only asked what I couldn’t save.
And for the first time, I didn’t hide,
Didn’t build walls, didn’t fake pride.
You held my silence like it was gold,
Like broken stories could still be told.
You are my quiet harbor,
My calm after thunder.
When the world gets darker,
You pull me under
A sky that doesn’t judge my past,
A love that says, “You’re safe at last.”
You are my quiet harbor,
My home, my wonder.
I used to measure love by pain,
By how long I could stand in rain.
Thought if it hurt, then it must be real,
Thought every wound was meant to heal
By time alone, by lonely nights,
By stubborn hearts and city lights.
But you taught me a gentler way,
How to breathe when skies turn gray.
You read the tremble in my hands,
Like music only you understand.
And every fear I used to feed
Turns into dust when you’re with me.
I’m still imperfect, still afraid,
Still carrying storms I never named.
But now I know where I belong,
In your steady pulse, in your patient song.
You are my quiet harbor,
My calm after thunder.
When the world gets darker,
You pull me under
A sky that doesn’t judge my past,
A love that says, “You’re safe at last.”
You are my quiet harbor,
My home, my wonder.
If tomorrow steals the road,
If we bend beneath the load,
If my old ghosts call me back,
If our courage starts to crack—
Hold my name the way you do,
Like it still has something true.
I will learn to stay, not run,
Learn to fight for what we’ve begun.
No more drifting, no disguise,
No more endless goodbyes.
I choose this heart, I choose this place,
I choose your hand, your human grace.
Stay… stay…
When the night gets loud, just stay.
Stay… stay…
Be the shore when I lose my way.
You are my quiet harbor,
My calm after thunder.
When the world gets darker,
You pull me under
A sky that doesn’t judge my past,
A love that says, “You’re safe at last.”
You are my quiet harbor,
My home, my wonder.
You are my quiet harbor,
My heart’s true color.
Through every winter, every scar,
You are where my wild dreams are.
You are my quiet harbor,
My forever anchor.
I’ve been a ship with a paper sail,
Now I breathe easy through wind and hail.
No map, no fear, no need to roam—
In your quiet harbor, I am home.