Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.117Please respect copyright.PENANAfcLXS3KHcm
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.117Please respect copyright.PENANADY33Ut5dMg
Just three songs.117Please respect copyright.PENANAvK1ei7E60h
One about missing someone I never had.117Please respect copyright.PENANAGIGYkueBql
One about learning how to breathe again.117Please respect copyright.PENANAQMzD01k1ur
And one—soft and wordless—that made me think of him sitting across from me in the rain.
I named it “For When You’re Not Sure.”
No text. No explanation. Just a link I dropped in his inbox that night.
Ten minutes later, a message appeared:
“That third track wrecked me. Here’s mine.”
His playlist was called “If I Said Too Much.”117Please respect copyright.PENANA6Lh0xv9eoK
And it did.117Please respect copyright.PENANAlg8k3Nowtc
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…117Please respect copyright.PENANALtQWcNLGfX
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.117Please respect copyright.PENANAoIM7Z4QPTE
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:117Please respect copyright.PENANAwY6ZyDn5GH
He’d heard me long before he met me.117Please respect copyright.PENANAOa1gte6sOI
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.117Please respect copyright.PENANAfywlk8R8Ui
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.117Please respect copyright.PENANAbuGwzzPihw
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.117Please respect copyright.PENANAJlmtbqC9yN
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.117Please respect copyright.PENANAL6jPHXCVUJ
When she finally did, it was just:
“I don’t know what this is yet. But I want to find out.”
That was it.
And somehow, it was more honest than any three-page confession could’ve been.
So we kept exchanging playlists—117Please respect copyright.PENANAdiEnxbbC53
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.117Please respect copyright.PENANARwYxJmqu7a
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.117Please respect copyright.PENANAMIrS0TjLHI
But soon.