Dual POV
Mara
I didn’t message him the next day.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡudmwZyLfhs
I didn’t need to.
Instead, I opened my music app and created a playlist.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡscIR2QbsWu
Just three songs.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHV6BhAjQXu
One about missing someone I never had.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg6iIfbpgLg
One about learning how to breathe again.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6RWEwMnDjK
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.”8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZdbf18yfj
And it did.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW2HYmza3HF
The second song was a love letter, the third sounded like goodbye, and the fifth…8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO0ynFOK6qc
The fifth was mine. The one I hummed through the window.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9B3soQSD30
Except this time, it was a cover—with lyrics.
That’s when I realized:8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN35iyZU9AI
He’d heard me long before he met me.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSqNLLkuFp3
And maybe… he’d felt something, too.
Eli
I’ve always found it easier to say things through music.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9UO31no4lU
Words can lie. Songs don’t.
When she sent that playlist, it felt like a door opened.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrmwTuHUfxW
Not wide. Just enough.
So I sent mine back, every track carefully chosen.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjKk36cEFW
No fluff. No random filler. Just the truth I couldn’t voice yet.
She didn’t reply for hours.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTbKPAsLDnB
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—8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLrl4r4AN5n
One every night.
No pressure. No labels.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpQCPPlQTfd
Just music.
And in that quiet rhythm, we found something neither of us was ready to name.
Not yet.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXwUDQ6VIr
But soon.
