Dear iPhone(s),
You’ve been with me through it all, that’s actually why I had to make the greeting line plural. You’ve been replaced after being thrown overboard into the ocean, run over by cars, dropped in the toilet, and after that one pick-pocketing incident. All eight of you iPhones have a special place in my heart, and an interesting story for me to tell. I’ve felt the pain that you feel when you shatter or drown, because truth be told, I can’t live without you.
So I wanted to thank you for sticking by my side, literally and theoretically. You have witnessed the ugliest of selfies, listened to me cry to my parents after I crashed my fourth car, and you’ve been the middle man to all of my texts. Yes, all of my texts. Granted you’re an inanimate object and probably have no idea how much you mean to me and how thankful I am for you, but that’s okay.
I also wanted to say that I’m sorry. I’m sorry for constantly dropping you, losing you, never charging you, or throwing you out of my car window as I was driving because I wasn’t happy about a text from a certain boy. I have no excuses for my actions. You’ve been a trooper though, and it normally takes a lot for me to break you, which is interesting considering all the crap I put you through.
Most importantly though, you have rescued me from unfortunate situations. You’ve even saved my life believe it or not, and for that I am exceptionally grateful that I am lucky enough to carry around a friend like you.
I hope our friendship continues to last through all of the brick walls and hardwood floors that you have become accustomed to face planting into. For you, my New Year's resolution will be working on keeping you in one piece for an entire 365 days. So wish me luck, my beautiful iPhone 6s, because I don’t know how much longer you’ll last.
Sincerely,
Heather