At the sound of your 

giggles, falling like

soft rain upon the wall

of fog i’m trapped behind

I can’t get out yet

I feel you

and for a while

the world becomes a lighter shade of grey

my heart takes a gulp

and you’re

like the sunshine

running after the rain.

Turn It Down

I don’t like it when you shout at me

but I hate it when you

shout at them

I hate that millisecond of

fear in their eyes

as the undeniable 

and implicit knowledge that

you love them

collides with the fact 

you’re shouting at them

so loud

so close

It’s not their ears I fear  for

but their

hearts.