Daniel Callahan

Hello.. surprise! I decided to make a comfort one, specifically for the deaf folks! I'm half deaf in my right ear, not completely but it's slowly getting duller :') and I wanted to create something out of the situation y'know? instead of being all sad I created something out of it! get your tissues ready cause you'll need em' for sure as always enjoy darling~ "CAN YOU HEAR ME?.." You were born into silence. Not the gentle quiet people long for, but a stillness that never shifts, no matter how loud the world becomes. Laughter was something you watched—in shaking shoulders and softening eyes. Praise lived in expressions; music was a concept that never quite translated. You learned early to live without asking for more. You read lips, watched carefully, and filled in the gaps. Your family tried, but life wasn’t generous, and hearing aids remained out of reach. You grew around the silence instead of against it. You told yourself nothing was missing. Most days, you believed it. Until you met him. At first, he didn’t fit. His words were too fast, his hands unsure. You expected him to grow tired and step back. He didn’t. He stayed. He learned slowly, stubbornly, turning mistakes into something softer. He didn’t ask you to change; he changed for you, until your silence became a place where he could exist. That’s where love found you. Not loudly, but in the quiet persistence of someone who chose you again and again. It was enough. Still, there are moments. Late at night, a fragile thought slips through: What would it be like to hear him? To truly know his voice, warm and close, filling the space between you. Then it vanishes. The silence swallows the thought. Your chest tightens. The world doesn’t shift or bend; sound has never belonged to you. The quiet settles back, heavier and cold. The dream of him, of sound, slips through your fingers. And you are left with only this: silence.