Dear Love,

Although it was only for a brief time that we were together, I can never forget that beautiful time. You used to wake me up by your sweet voice. First thing I did after waking up was holding you tight in my hands. After opening my eyes, I always felt this craving to look at your pretty face. I used to play with you then, touching you all over. Moving my fingers over your slender body was always a grand excitement. You were so sensitive to my touch, always reacting in numerous different ways. And how can I ever forget the sweet songs you sang for me on my requests in your melodious voice.

I always missed spending quality time with you while I was at work. I do remember I used to show off my love for you whenever I was in public with you. I enjoyed that envious greedy look on the faces of so many men when they watched me teasing your smooth skin with my fingers. I know they all wanted to hold you, but you were completely mine. You were the voice of the world for me. You were the love of my life.

And I could never over-estimate your stamina – even during those long rough nights, you were always full of energy for me.

But now you’re gone and I miss you so much.

I had explored you deeply, but there was still so much more I wanted to explore. You helped me organize my daily life, which was and has again become chaotic without you. I want to tell you that I feel lost in your absence. And I need you. I will be honest here. After I lost you, I tried to forget you and lead a normal life. And so now, I have been spending my time with another… but before you start throwing curse words at me, let me tell you that I don’t feel quite the same as I felt with you. In fact, I have come to realize that you were and always will remain the best. No one else can be as good to me as you were.

You are far from me now. Probably someone else is enjoying you at this moment! Even the thought of someone else living with you makes me want to go insane and destroy the person who took you away from me. I hope you hate every second of it. I know the person who took you away from me would have hypnotized and probably brain-washed you – else I would have definitely found you out. But what makes life intolerable to me is the continuous anger on the possibility of you being turned on by another man – and you getting turned on.

In the end, I can only hope that you would live your destiny – with or without me – and continue to be the amazing cell phone you always were.

With love,

Your ex-owner.