Shayana by Ava

Some stories are too alive to stay on the page.

Too Small for Me – Lyrics

I made myself smaller
and called it love.

I learned how to vanish
without walking away.

I softened every answer,
left the sharper words untouched.

Kept my hands close to my body,
never reached for very much.

I folded all the restless parts
and hid them out of sight.

You called the silence peaceful.

I called it getting through the night.

I thought love meant
fitting where you stood.

I kept changing shape
because I thought I should.

Your world was too small for me.

I kept bending,
trying not to leave.

Every breath
pressed closer to the walls.

Too small for me…

That was all.

Too small…

I could barely breathe.

I learned the weight
of every pause.

The look that meant:
don’t ask for more.

I wore your silence
like a coat
that never fit
but kept me warm.

You said I changed.

Maybe I did.

Maybe I only
stopped disappearing.

I thought I failed
because I could not stay.

Now I know
there was no room anyway.

Your world was too small for me.

I kept folding
where I should have been free.

Every breath
made something disappear.

Too small for me…

I see it clear.

I was not restless.

I was running out of air.

I was not asking
for the whole world.

Just enough room
to still be there.

I did not leave love.

I left
what love had made of me.

Your world was too small for me.

I kept bending
where I should have been free.

Now my breath
does not ask permission.

Too small for me…

Not anymore.

I made myself smaller
and called it love.

I know better now.