It was love at first sight.

I loved the way you looked and how you were so clever at the same time, how you managed to process everything I said and give me feedback in just an instant, how you seemed to appreciate me for who I was and how you just returned my love so easily.

I loved the way you stood out from all the others (well, there weren’t so many others at that time, but still). You had your own style. You didn’t care about what other people thought. You broke the conventions. You were a rebel. And I was so excited about that. I felt like you and I were going to have a great future together.

But this was a while ago. Time passed. I can’t remember exactly when we met but I think it was back in 2004 or 2005, you had that weird nickname, 1.0, which I actually thought was kinda cool at the time.  I was coming out of a long relationship as you know, well, it was like a forced marriage rather. You knew her too, IE, let’s not mention her by name.

I honestly thought it would be just a fling, me bouncing back a little. But you made me fall madly in love with you.

Now it’s like you just stopped trying. That you don’t care anymore about the small things in life, how to just make each other happy?

These days, every five minutes when I say something, or move my arm, it’s like you just freeze and don’t do anything for a couple of seconds. I am not sure if you do this on purpose, but it’s driving me mad.

You used to be quick and that’s what I loved about you. Now you’re just taking up all the space in our relationship, everything is just so-o-o-o slow about you. I can’t handle it anymore.

I know, it’s unfair, it always takes two to tango and I know I am not perfect, but I am taking this step because I think it’s the best for us.

Firefox, I wish all the best for you and I hope you can find a way to be happy in life. I am sure you will find someone else who will give you the love you deserve(d).