I didn’t think it’d end like this. I mean,
not all relationships last forever, but I thought we had something special. He
knew everything about me, I knew all his secrets. He was always there for me,
when I was happy, sad or mad, I reached for him first. First thing in the
morning, last thing at night. He even woke me up in the morning… And now he’s
gone, on to someone else. I guess he couldn’t take being taken for granted any
more. Couldn’t take being forgotten in odd places, left to starve till he passed
out, of being used and abused… Maybe he got bored of my uninteresting life… of
hearing the same boring stories, over and over, and over again. I don’t know
why he left, but he couldn’t have picked a worse time… maybe he did this on
purpose. He knew I can’t do without him, knew I can’t afford to replace him…
Oh, but I will! I’ll show him! I’ll move on… maybe with one JUST like him.
Older phones do cost less, after all….
