Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.107Please respect copyright.PENANAj96vST42jM
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.107Please respect copyright.PENANAFtfrxDTBzx
Just three songs.107Please respect copyright.PENANAgJ3qwAiwMt
One about missing someone I never had.107Please respect copyright.PENANAux7Fmi3qal
One about learning how to breathe again.107Please respect copyright.PENANAiaz122QFGV
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.”107Please respect copyright.PENANAaHd1njqWtN
And it did.107Please respect copyright.PENANAdYNW6FMpVX
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…107Please respect copyright.PENANAcc9QkaqtpY
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.107Please respect copyright.PENANAgWHgFmZkBE
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:107Please respect copyright.PENANAEEgMtTBMGC
He’d heard me long before he met me.107Please respect copyright.PENANA6pIV02xQVJ
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.107Please respect copyright.PENANApwAjBBsJAh
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.107Please respect copyright.PENANA9HLPyxDWOr
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.107Please respect copyright.PENANACKtvTHFgf1
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.107Please respect copyright.PENANAaSoUU5Yngz
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—107Please respect copyright.PENANAX7iKbQMYR0
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.107Please respect copyright.PENANAJO2SlfOke5
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.107Please respect copyright.PENANA7eMfGR37iA
But soon.