i'm not where i should be i'm not what i could be

“…you don’t like it?”

“I mean, it’s not that. I wrote it. I like it, but it’s not what I wanted to be doing at this point.”

“You don’t like it? I think it’s nice. Just more… pop-y?”

“Didn’t really set out to be doing music like this, but yeah. It’s more pop.”

“I would do a little rendition for you, but I’d rather not embarrass myself,” she said with a laugh. “I like your solo stuff too, of course. It’s different but it’s… I dunno. It’s great in it’s own way, you know? I mean, obviously you do. You’re the one who made the music.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry.”

Tahlia laughed softly and nodded. “No worries. Thanks. The new stuff is.... I mean it’s stuff I wouldn’t have ever done with the guys, but kinda don’t have any other choice now.”

“Yeah! Fences is my favorite.”

“Oh. Thanks.” Tahlia smiled genuinely. “Miss playing those songs.”

“I used to listen to you band! Well, I mean I still do but obviously… Yeah.”

“Really?”

“O-Oh,” Lylah stuttered, not sure if that was a good or bad thing. “Tahlia… You’re Tahlia Jacobs, aren’t you?”

“Uh.... ya.”

“I’ve always kept handwritten notes. Helps me remember things… But I realize that’s a bit ironic considering I forgot where I put my notes,” she said, her cheeks slightly rosy. “I’m Lylah, by the way.”

“I know who you are,” Tahlia said shortly. “I’m Tahlia.”

She nodded, following her along to the backstage area. She spotted a pile of papers, and rushed over to grab them. Checking to see that they were all there, she clutched them to her chest and let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much…”

Tals shrugged. “Uh, yeah. No problem. Think about going digital though, like I said.”