It was the summer of 2006 jab we met for the first time.
It was love at first sight.
It's been six long years, and we have stood by each other. Those were great moments we spent together - studying, playing games, and generally having fun. Days and nights, hours together, non-stop - with little care for the world around.
I got married, and my wife, erm.. accepted you as my first love.
On my 26th birthday, you fell ill. And I was livid. Then you had this amazing makeover and life was back to normal again.
I have fought for you. And loved you in spite of your tantrums. I would not let anyone else touch you.
But, now, it's not the same.
We need to talk. The fun is lost. The novelty is gone. I don't blame you - maybe, something within me has changed.
Laptop, it's true. You don't interest me the same way anymore.
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