My personal laptop, ADAM, took a turn for the worst at 3:39 pm yesterday. When he got sick I at first tried to coax him through myself, and after seeing no progress I had immediately rushed him to geek squad to do a complete screw removal so that we could take a look inside, but alas he was too far gone.
He was a good laptop. I first met him browsing the web in December at my friends house before Christmas shopping. He had caught my eye from the corner of Facebook and I didn't hesitate to click the Dell add to introduce myself and become better acquainted. December 2011, almost a year ago and I still remember it like it was yesterday. The spark was instant. And though it was a forbidden love, that would send my shopping budget for Christmas through the roof, I desired him as much as he desired me.
What can I say? I was drawn to his sleek design, and wide screen though he managed to stay so thin. (Yes size matters.) The way his numpad accentuated his “full” sized keyboard and enabled with GPS as if to tell me “if we love each other we will always be connected” . But most of all, it was his optional color finish. Yes Adam was unafraid to show his feminine side of flowers and purples, even pink if i deemed it my desire, though he was manly enough to handle an AMD Quad Core A8-3500M APU2.4Ghz processor.
I couldn’t stop thinking about him, though my friends insisted I get him out of my head, that I could find someone better at best buy. Forbidden desire or not, I needed him. So I paid whatever it took total of 799.99 to get him back to GA with me, to my house, and subsequently into my bedroom. We were perfect together. My friends would jealously hover over us telling me how lucky I was, that we were a cute couple, and to hold on to him, because he was unique. But I didn’t need their approval, he had already captured my heart, customized just for me.
At first, I was afraid to love, I had been hurt in the past. I knew laptop love was fleeting and it had been so long since my last commitment, but I told myself that he was special and worth the vulnerabilities and the fear. We would work together, study together, but it was the times that we would goof off watching videos that meant the most. And the nights…. Oh those late nights unable to sleep so I would turn to him for some TLC. He would let me stroke him for hours until I was no longer bored or eventually fell asleep. He had his faults though, occasionally hed burn my thighs after I exhausted him time and time again. But it was all worth it, even knowing I’d have to say goodbye someday since he only had a few years to live. But I knew I would stay with him until the very end. Never trading him for a new model, though there were several Apple sluts that attempted to catch my eye.
Years would have been a luxury, but we made seven months mean something. We traveled the together, even made it to Dominican Republic. It was always his dream to go there. And now he’s gone…and I think of all the time wasted in apprehension. I have my work laptop, but it isn't the same... And how I wish that I could take that back and have a little more time. Now the best that I can do is vow that I will never be afraid to love again. I’ll never let the past, the fear of the future, the fear of rejection, or the fear of letting another in effect my relationship. I vow to spend every second I can loving my next laptop, unashamedly and unfaltering.
I LOVE YOU ADAM
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