Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.52Please respect copyright.PENANAKckmnOJUce
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.52Please respect copyright.PENANAHuZ3S1W9Jh
Just three songs.52Please respect copyright.PENANAsOmLjJXwd6
One about missing someone I never had.52Please respect copyright.PENANATJhI6g1Mrd
One about learning how to breathe again.52Please respect copyright.PENANAR2zY8kIQl0
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.”52Please respect copyright.PENANAmdpXjgpQF7
And it did.52Please respect copyright.PENANAj5ltJhlaoL
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…52Please respect copyright.PENANAxfGNQNFBOK
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.52Please respect copyright.PENANAsf7o4w6feK
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:52Please respect copyright.PENANACDU2ZlvIkL
He’d heard me long before he met me.52Please respect copyright.PENANAmp4HPP4GX9
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.52Please respect copyright.PENANAcTMkcwuLG4
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.52Please respect copyright.PENANAwMUYU2kZK2
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.52Please respect copyright.PENANAoOSlLGx8hJ
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.52Please respect copyright.PENANATtiMEaVikn
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—52Please respect copyright.PENANA3Y7Ll3SCrR
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.52Please respect copyright.PENANAUYDUfes6GI
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.52Please respect copyright.PENANAqSyXnHdzT1
But soon.