Q:If I was dating you, I would, for the first time in a long time, hate being deaf; I'd need to listen to you. The way your lips move, quickly and excited, or slow and thoughtful is something to be loved. A fire of need would burn me, a flame ignited in hopes of hearing. I'd strain myself to hear your laugh, and I'd wonder if it feels like you- if it feels like music beneath my fingers. Your voice, I'd spent time wondering if it has the same effect as your smile, your eyes. I just need to know.
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