This is just like the time she said it was kinda mutual but still said “no”, and then I spent the next six months in swoon limbo until put out of misery. Except replace the "no" at the start with an initial “yes let’s go out in the near future” and take away the scene where you tearfully run home late at night and keep bizarrely running into people you know just out for a midnight stroll/bike ride, and where you are faced with no option but to ignore them and keep running. Except make it about music instead.
