It's not you, it's me. I think you're wildly popular and all, but I find that I'm just not that into you anymore. I haven't left you for another. (Gulp) It's my old love. Yep, my real life has come between us. We read books, watch movies with our kids, go out to dinner with our husband and take time away from the flashy life you live.
I will always cherish the first months of our relationship. It was new and exciting. Then you became demanding. I started to feel obligated to spend time with you. And ALL those friends that were hanging around. Yikes! I barely had enough time to spend with you. They started wanting my time too. Don't get me wrong - I think they're cool. Actually, I spend more time with your friends than you anymore. Sorry.
I will never forget you and I know you'll always be there for me...waiting. Kind of creepy but, I still think you're great. I'm sure you will go on to conquer more hearts.
The New Emily