黄 嘉 維

It was a hot and somewhat humid late summer afternoon but you and I had plans to meet that day so I waited outside patiently for you to arrive. A few hours passed but still I waited because the promise of our union was too great to pass up. Finally, the velvet ropes (tensa-barrier) opened and we met face to “face.”

It was love at first sight. You were shiny, sleek, and trim enough for me to wrap one hand around you. You were everything I ever wanted… from a phone.

We would spend the next few months truly getting to know each other. That next day after you were mine, I made sure you had the finest in protective covering. You rewarded me with the ability to find out the title of every song playing on the car radio that afternoon. For countless hours, you kept me company on long journeys with your games and email application. With you, my iPhone, I was never at a loss for activity.

And then you were cruelly taken from me. It was too soon – we were still in our prime, the honeymoon period. I’ve gone back to an ex but she can’t compare to you. Her tiny screen makes me yearn for your gorgeous 3.5″ touchscreen; the woefully worn out and ineffective joystick leaves me longing for Multi-Touch capability. I miss whiling away my time playing games that aren’t five years old. Simply put, – iPhone, you’ve spoiled me.

While I still hold out hope that you and I will be united one day soon, I have to come to terms with the unlikelihood of that possibility and move on. Please remember that you shall always hold a place in my now-hardened heart, dear iPhone.