When we started dating, it felt like a dream.
The first time we met, quite awkward it seemed.
Made sure to bring paper, so that we could talk.
Though writing was hard, when we went for a walk.
You’d open your mouth, start telling a story.
I would just nod, didn’t want you to worry.
When you’d realise that I couldn’t hear you,
You’d shake your head, and pull me near you.
We didn’t need words, that time, when we kissed.
Needed them deeply, when either was pissed.
Time after time, I try making you smile.
We’re better together, though just for a while.
I know that you’re tired, cause your eyes are glistening.
I may not hear you, but I’m listening.
– Katrin –
Note: This was written for an assignment I got for uni, which was a fictional assignment regarding the Canadian Hard of Hearing Assiciation.
Cover photo by Clem Onojeghuo