From: Me, in the middle of the Pride Parade
June 10, 2017
It hurt me to know that
There was more love for you
Amongst thousands of strangers
Than in your own home.
I wanted to cry when I saw
Families proclaim their pride
For their sons and daughters,
Because it’s what you deserved.
I’m sorry I can’t change your family’s mind;
They don’t know what they’re missing.
A noise reverberates in the emptiness that exists
In the space where you end and I begin.
It’s a ringing with a pitch high enough that if you don’t
stop and listen hard enough, you would miss it.
Sometimes I hear this noise in the moments before your
Breath gets deeper and you fall asleep,
Sometimes I hear it when you stop kissing me just long
Enough to look at me and smile.
Tonight my ears are ringing with the sound of us,
And it’s like I’ve never heard music before.