R.I.P. iPod

Press play please.

iPod, I remember the first day I got you. I couldn't get you to turn on and charge because I didn't have the latest version of iTunes. It was a rocky start ... but aren't all good relationships created from experiences like that? You've been there for me for the past four years. I don't think life would've been as awesome without you. You knew how to light up a room, how to cheer me up when I was feeling down. 

But now you're gone. And I feel so lost. You were the first face I'd see in the morning when I woke up. And the last thing I'd look at before I drifted off to sleep at night. 

Why did you have to leave me? Why? Oh God, it's all my fault. I should have left you at home. *sobs* I shouldn't have brought you when I knew you could've gotten wet. And now, because of me .... you're ... you're d- .. dead.

*great heaving sobs*

We had a good four years, buddy. I hope you're happy wherever you are. Goodbye. I'll never forget you.