Unsent messages to AIRPODS

You were the first electronic I truly loved. I took such good care of you. I'd give a lot to have you back the way you were. I miss listening to music together, I miss being able to jam out to a song without stressing about static. You broke my heart when you stopped working. I can't connect you without crying, and that's not fair, because I never did anything but love you. I would give anything reasonable to have you in working shape again, with no crackle or crumple or stupid background sound that makes me break down. I just wish I understood why you are the way you are, and what I have to do to get it back to normal.