Last June, a tragedy happened. My IPhone (that my parents bought for me few months ago), my digicam (I just bought not more than a month) and my wallet (with all my important IDs and cards) were stolen!!! It was one of the darkest nights of my life. I know those were just things but I love them for sentimental reasons. Of the three, I was devastated most was losing my IPhone. I never thought I am sophisticated enough to own an IPhone but my parents surprised me with one, when they arrived here from Saudi Arabia. Their reason: They were just proud of me….. for all of my accomplishments. I was so touched! Aren’t they sweet? I told myself, I will treasure this one, this will be my forever phone.
After several detective jobs in an attempt to retrieve my stolen things that deem to be unsuccessful, I have managed to forget about the whole sad incident. But just a few days ago, I remembered my IPhone again, ahhh, I felt a little sad again. My melancholic state made me composed this farewell letter to my precious phone, sob sob sob…..
Dear I,
Oh, how I miss you? Do you miss me too? It has been 6 weeks and 6 days since we last seen each other. I miss holding you.. I miss caressing your skin… I miss taking you to bed with me..
I know, when we first saw each other, I never thought I can have you. You are way too sophisticated, too ‘sosyal’ for a simple folk like me. But you proved me wrong. Love if you can call it love, has no boundaries or prejudices I guess, especially if both of you take the time to tune in each other likes and dislikes. It was just perfect understanding, a harmony beyond words. And you just did that to me. You made me see the world in a bigger scope with all the technicolor and magic of itune applications & the worldwide web. You were the mediator to all my friends, family and acquaintances. You woke me up if I’m late for work. You reminded me to say my morning & evening prayers. You too were my personal secretary, scheduling my day and giving me a bullet-list of all my things to-do. You also know the deepest and embarrassing secrets I never told anyone. You were my exercise companion, be it yoga or strength training. You taught me wonderful recipes and some healthy breakfast smoothies. You were also my playmate with all the angry birds, pimple-popping and stupid-ness test. We sing along to all the senti songs and dance to all the latest music. Basta kasama kita, ang saya-saya natin! Haay!
Would you blush if I say, you are my perfect partner? Because you are. I love you. You complete me. I apologize to Tom Cruise for borrowing his line but it is the perfect line to describe how I feel for you.
But all good things come to an end. And I have to accept the fact that you are gone. Forever gone… Thank you for the memories…the laughter… the care… the support… the joy… the time… Thank you for being you. I love you, goodbye. I will move on. I have to move on.. I hope I can find someone like you, or perhaps someone even better.
I hope you are happy wherever you are.
Forever yours,
Honey
P.S.
This is not really an ode. Obviously.
P.S.
This is not really an ode. Obviously.
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