I will wince at a raised voice. I will ask you to stop yelling and you'll tell me you're not. But my ears can't handle loudness when my mind is so chaotic already, i'm sorry a strong voice haunts me. I'll flinch like a baby being startled in their sleep, my body will jump but my soul stand still. You won't hit me, I know, I hope, I'm sorry. When we are together and you hand crawls down my side, my chest will tighten and my breathing will freeze. I'm sorry if I'm scared. Please don't be mad I'll say, I'm just nervous.
