I think it is time we take a break.
It is not you, it is me…but I guess it is also you. Remember when we first met? The room was full of people searching for the same thing I was. I was interested in others, not even noticing your lovely glow. I went around looking for what I pictured would be the perfect one, and then I saw you. You were not my first choice at the time, but the more I got to know you I fell quickly in love. I knew I had to have you.
Our relationship started off great. I would hang out with you in my free time and you only captured my attention an hour or two a day. As we got to know each other more, I had you exactly how I wanted you to be. I made changes and adjusted everything about you to be the perfect one for me. You complied and even offered suggestions of things that I may like, movies I would want to see, places I would like to go, and even restaurants that matched my interests. You knew my likes and dislikes almost better than anyone else.
Then, I tried to make new relationships. When I would take you to dinner you would take my attention off of my family and friends. You would nag at me until I paid attention to you. In the middle of the night you would wake me up with your incessant noises just to try and let me know what was going on at the time. The more you became obsessed, the more I became obsessed. Soon, you were the first thing I thought about in the morning and the last thing I thought about at night.
It grew so bad that when I was without you, I would grow anxious. Who would help me capture the memories that I wanted to keep? Who would allow me to keep a public diary with them at all times? Who would give me the latest gossip and the latest news?
One day, I was scrolling through my pictures and noticed that you were the most reoccurring thing in them. Why could I not enjoy my life without you there? Why could I not take in everything around me by myself? Why could I not enjoy just being with my friends? Why must you always interrupt when I am trying to create REAL relationships?
Our relationship is no longer the one I wanted it to be. I wanted you to be there when I needed you and occasionally when I was bored, but now you consume my life. I need to take in the world without you there. I need to enjoy being in the present and not worry so much about who knew. I need to make new relationships instead of you constantly reminding me of my old ones. I need to make my own life without you.
That is why, my dear cellphone, we need to take a break.
