Evan: Let Me Out

Evan Brough

My fingers glided skillfully over the keys of the piano, head bobbing in time as the words automatically came from my mouth.

The door slammed open and a breathless, weeping Ada appeared in the room.

I brought my hands away from the keyboard and turned to look at her. She was in a mess. Guilt flooded her face as she stared at the handprint on my cheek. Hot tears started sprung from her eyes. Crossing the room in one quick pace, she fell into my arms.

"I'm so sorry Ev...I'm so sorry. I'm the worst person ever." Ada mumbled from my shoulder.

Gently, I shuffled up the bench slightly and sat her down beside me. Her head moved away from me. With confusion in her eyes, she looked longingly into mine. I turned to the piano and slowly started to play.

 

"You sit and you stare and you wait and you wonder
You think maybe it’s me and I’m being a fool
You start to believe it’s a curse that you’re under
And you’re just a doll for a girl who is cruel
With a pin

So let me out or let me in
And tell me how, we can win
Cause I really wanna know now
Before I begin
To let you go To let you go
So let me know, so let me out, oh, oh, oh

I’d rather be wandering hungry and homeless
Than here in the warmth of a silent defeat
You’ve gotta be honest with me and be ruthless
‘stead of shifting uncomfortably there in your seat
And your skin

So let me out or let me in
And tell me how, we can win
Cause I really wanna know now
Before I begin
To let you go To let you go
So let me know

And who’ve thought I’d have the strength to say
Let me out or let me in
But as the words are forming in my mouth
I wanna say them again, and again and again

Oh let me out
Or let me in
And tell me how, we can win
Cause I really wanna know now
Before I begin
To let you go To let you go
Oh
Let me out, or let me in,
Oh no
And tell me how
We can win
Oh no I wanna know now
Before I begin
Oh to let you go, to let you go
Let me know"

Turning to face Ada once more, I could see the hurt in her eyes. I only hoped she feel my pain.

Looking into her eyes, I let a silent tear run down my cheek.

"Ada."I blinked back the wave of tears. "Oh Ada. I..."

She looked at me, trying to figure out the ending of my sentence. I willed myself to say it. Say what I really thought, what I really felt.

I sighed and hung my head instead.

The End

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