I am writing this to tell you that i am sorry. Never have I played a worst game in my life than the one i just played now. Do you remember our love? Do you remember how we felt? Prancing around the fields we nurished our love, dismantling and getting dismantled on the battlefields. We even had very emotional episodes. Like the day I turned C. Ahhh, those were the good times.
I must say this though... I have been seeing another game. It's not you, it's me. My eyes don't look at you the same way since, and trust me, i never thought i'd lay an eye on someone else. She cautivated me with that spark on her face, that gentle smile she makes when i turn on her shaders. Remember when we practiced to get the buildings working always? 4 thru 8 we practiced making dragoons, and zealots. The other girl thinks this is unnecesary, making dragoons is stupid. She feels the letter W is has a much nicer feel, and i am beggining to take fond of it.
I tried not to forget what we once had... so I entered a tournament where we could revive our love. We had to get in shape again, right? Today i touched you for the first time in, 2 months? Sweet baby, dont get me wrong, but your looks have been better . That didn't matter, it's the feelings that matter. Let's play once more. BOOM. Probes die, my mouse and CTRL key are eager to select all gateways. My probes are not being made with the letter E.
I have lost the touch, the skill, no not me... WE have lost it...
We shared good memories as well as bad memories. I've spent my best years with you, but I must now say farewell. Farewell for I am sure i will be unable to once again touch you with the same skill. I am sorry. I have failed you. By touching another I have forever lost my ways with you.
I hope we can meet again... sometime... somewhere...
XOXOXO
Andi