Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.102Please respect copyright.PENANAk8I9N2YitA
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.102Please respect copyright.PENANAoTmqpmyyuv
Just three songs.102Please respect copyright.PENANAMCJMDHiMNl
One about missing someone I never had.102Please respect copyright.PENANAHppqHxdu7Q
One about learning how to breathe again.102Please respect copyright.PENANAM4h8Pd3uHc
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.”102Please respect copyright.PENANAzYcRZEcKkC
And it did.102Please respect copyright.PENANAq0qmssxTwg
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…102Please respect copyright.PENANAB4Ad85w9sd
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.102Please respect copyright.PENANAn4CWQ0Kdm8
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:102Please respect copyright.PENANA2xlVDefIC8
He’d heard me long before he met me.102Please respect copyright.PENANAbpu7xCM5zq
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.102Please respect copyright.PENANAr5ZDh2iJBA
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.102Please respect copyright.PENANAzYw3urBUW2
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.102Please respect copyright.PENANAvznbtFfHfw
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.102Please respect copyright.PENANA3PxBPLjRgT
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—102Please respect copyright.PENANAVvifR6uaAy
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.102Please respect copyright.PENANABjYFczVyHp
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.102Please respect copyright.PENANAyAloJMoPva
But soon.