Its been an amazing journey so far. The flirting, the love, the fun we had all these years. Words are not enough for me to explain how I’ll miss you but you leave me no choice.
It all started way back in 2007 when I was new to Twitter. I found you at this party where you were chatting with some of our common friends then. You got my attention at the first sight. You were slick, classy and had this “hey, I’m waiting for you” kind of a look on you. Oh boy, how I loved it! Ever since we met, I couldn’t get you out of my mind.
You know that I gave you the freedom to come in to my cabin anytime of the day with that irky chirp of yours. I never give that kind of freedom to anyone, and you knew it. Although I always wondered why you stuck to yellow and black and a the crow icon, which sometimes I thought was creepy, I overlooked it all for the love you had for me. You made me feel special. You introduced me to your awesome friends and we all had a great time! (These days I don’t find them at all. Are they still with you?)
It was all going good until sometime about last year. You were cheating on me. I found it in the news.
But I got it. It was time to move on, and I waited to iron out the wrinkles. Hoped that we could probably separate out as good friends. But no, you went from bad to worse to the superlative.
Fuck. This was getting to be a waste of time.
And probably you knew that I was at this time, seeing others.
Well, it was obvious now, we had to move on.
But I hear that you had a bad life now and that you’re kinda lost. I pity you. You deserve a better life than this.
Okay, let me be honest with you. I still look forward to getting back with you. You were nice, and I truly cherish the moments we spent. May be we can work things out.
Hope you’re listening.