i have lost the love of my life.
she has been with me for exactly fourteen months, keeping me companied wherever i go, anytime of the day. everytime i felt depressed, i turned to her and she would never fail to bring a smile onto my face. she would always be with me whenever i walked from one class to the other, holding hands. she would sing for me with her sweet voice anytime i felt down. she would sing me lullabies before i went to bed at night. she would wake me up in the morning with the sweetest song of all. she had always been there for me, through every hardship and frustration i had encountered in the past fourteen months, through every physics equations i've had to solve, through every mathematical obstacles i had to deal with.
i had been abusive to her. i had not been taking care of her. i kept telling her that every shit that she had to take from me would simply make her stronger. she knew that i love her regardless of what i did, or what she did. she had been loyal to me for fourteen months, until yesterday, when an accident happened: she fell off a desk and died.
my beloved ipod has died.
now i am again left alone in this cruel world. cruel, quiet world of no music, no emotion, no joy.
rest in peace, my dear.
