Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.114Please respect copyright.PENANAQSz5D30lzH
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.114Please respect copyright.PENANAXT5tCcgc2u
Just three songs.114Please respect copyright.PENANAU9ooxZcpNm
One about missing someone I never had.114Please respect copyright.PENANAkcLxkDSd2t
One about learning how to breathe again.114Please respect copyright.PENANAksguHblTjZ
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.”114Please respect copyright.PENANAhmsVw5w0XY
And it did.114Please respect copyright.PENANAD1Mdr359vs
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…114Please respect copyright.PENANAUtiqq6bFxQ
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.114Please respect copyright.PENANAmfp9inDOpt
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:114Please respect copyright.PENANATXSU4AAzuJ
He’d heard me long before he met me.114Please respect copyright.PENANAvyHEudIiNw
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.114Please respect copyright.PENANAaGk0rXRl4o
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.114Please respect copyright.PENANAjObUQqk7aD
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.114Please respect copyright.PENANA5GRwFfyJgI
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.114Please respect copyright.PENANAZCgklbtMVy
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—114Please respect copyright.PENANAyxm6CCvYHX
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.114Please respect copyright.PENANAFZnwPEyffP
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.114Please respect copyright.PENANAK0QqBS81bw
But soon.