kleinsen One Shots (Rewriting)

cecily smith

Jared

The war was over, I was living with my folks. I yelled upstairs 'hey Ma, I'm off to grab some smokes.' and my father called, 'why do you need to smoke so late?'

Well I lied, I had a date.

Free from my folks enslavement. Skipping along the pavement. to see a brunette, who I'd never met, but never will forget, how he looked in that dress. How he stuck out his hand and said 'my name is Evan Hansen. And I hope you like music! Cuz I got two tickets for La Traviata!' that's I said, 'i.... Hate opera...' he laughed and said 'well lucky for you that your with Evan Hansen. Who cares what you are listening to. It's who you're listening with.'

We take our seats his hands are folded in his lap. If not a kiss then I at least would get a nap. So I closed my eyes as the orchestra begins. Then I hear violins. The hairs on my neck were rising. A feeling new and surprising! But it wasn't the sound, that made my heart pound. No it was because I found, his hand is in mine. And that's where it will stay until they play the final cord. He says 'were you bored?' and I say, ' I guess it wasn't quite so bad. It was the best time that I've..... Ever had.'

He laughed and said 'well lucky for you. I got seats to Beethoven's fifth. Who cares what you are listening to. It's who you're listening with.'

The perfect life.

The perfect life.

The time exploded like a bullet from a gun. A week a year and then a marriage and a son. And a rental where I still can hear him laugh. When I play the phonograph.

So I let the music guide me. As Evan sits beside me. A boy at nineteen, with a nervous marine felt his head begin to lean as the melody soars. And though it was real it doesn't feel like it could be.

That night when he said to me. 'I got two tickets for La Traviata!'

It's sad but true how much I miss you.

I miss Evan Hansen.

Life's not the things that we do.

It's who we're doing them with.

Wow I'm posting again?!?

This low-key made me a lil sad lol
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