Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.172Please respect copyright.PENANAJKGleZBpt9
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.172Please respect copyright.PENANAoAC1wZrzwQ
Just three songs.172Please respect copyright.PENANAEXY0l8Ufjt
One about missing someone I never had.172Please respect copyright.PENANAb5OMaUwBxJ
One about learning how to breathe again.172Please respect copyright.PENANAMi2D3VUfzE
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.”172Please respect copyright.PENANA1f2U3WsbC4
And it did.172Please respect copyright.PENANAzzX4ORwKS2
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…172Please respect copyright.PENANAJ5YE543ssp
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.172Please respect copyright.PENANA1b8HxJ8VJ0
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:172Please respect copyright.PENANA9ZJmVvXOiC
He’d heard me long before he met me.172Please respect copyright.PENANAGaFIHL1qx3
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.172Please respect copyright.PENANAdXbC5iMaS9
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.172Please respect copyright.PENANANOmZQYrwQ7
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.172Please respect copyright.PENANAXhORZBKl50
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.172Please respect copyright.PENANAf1Pk5iiW2k
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—172Please respect copyright.PENANAkZO58TtKaS
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.172Please respect copyright.PENANADH0rXVtSQn
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.172Please respect copyright.PENANAJvcfFqtBMn
But soon.