To my certain someone,

Lately, I’ve been so unmotivated, Gege. Today was no different.

I just couldn’t find the energy to do anything productive.

I lay on my bed for hours, staring at the ceiling and thinking about you.

When you were here, you always knew how to push me to get up and do something—whether it was studying or just taking a walk.

Without you, I feel like I’m floating aimlessly.

How did you always make everything seem so manageable?