I was productive when I woke up. I ate lunch and then washed dishes and then did laundry including my bed sheet right after each other. Now, I'm writing this.

I'm slowly letting go of you. I have to. I washed the sweatshirt I wore when you last hugged me. I washed Bobo III. Only because I have to. I'm scared both have covid. The sweater I wore when I saw you on Christmas doesn't have covid, but I washed that too. I washed the socks your mom gave me.

The song I'm singing is one of the songs I put in my playlist for you. I never got to sing it to you because I was confused on how to change my hands that fast. It only took me 2 minutes to learn. I'd dedicate it to you (like the first line says), but we aren't together anymore. Unfortunately, I've always wanted to sing you a song in a rally! If you ever love me again, it's still for you.