You've broken my heart. I trusted you. I thought you would do what you said you would. That I would get from you what I wanted, but I see that's not possible for you; hasn't been for a while.
I hear your internal groan when I am near you. That low painful grind of your innards as you struggle to meet my expectations. It's been obvious for a while now that we need to part. I just didn't want to consider the cost of so much upheaval.
I have to admit something to you. I've found another. A sleeker, more willing to please version of you that I've already brought home.
I know...I know you're trying, but...its not good enough anymore. I find that I'm getting more than I hoped for, more than I thought within my reach, from my new love and I won't be coming back.
So I'm here for my things. My pictures and music -- I want them back. I want my books back too. You've dropped the ball on those anyway. Most of my other things I've already moved so...you can't keep them in limbo anymore while you're "working."
No...I don't want to go to a professional. I don't think they can do much anyway. They're expensive and their little black and white buggy cars creep me out.
I've tried to help you clean up. Tried to get you to be as you once were...remember the programs? The hours of "waiting" only to have you go back to what you were doing?
I'm tired of being blindsided by your freezing me out. I'm tired of having to recover things that you've trashed for no reason. So this is it. I'm walking away. I'm off to spend time with a real workhorse...
Goodbye, Acer....my old laptop.
That's it for my Broken Heart Blogfest. Thank you to It's In The Book for hosting such a fun event. Hope you visit the other participants. Until next time...Go Write!
Photograph by Rosa Menkman.