Dear iPhone,

You are fun. I have so many fond memories with you. You are beautiful, charming... you make me laugh. But I'm not sure we can continue this relationship.

You're just not there for me anymore. I've grown up. I need something stable. By 2pm, 3pm, 4pm your battery is at 11%, then 4%... it's just too much stress. I'm trying to make a call about dinner and 1% battery life fades to black and I can't contact my friends. You have left me stranded too many times.

You and I used to be the life of the party. Now you hold me back and make me stand by the wall while you recharge. Were we meant to be wallflowers?

Does this seem like a small issue to you? Well, I make a big difference to the people in my life. And if you bring me down I can't make a big difference. This needs to stop.

Get your battery life back together so that we can give it another try. Don't make me fill this gaping iPhone sized hole in my heart with an inferior phone.

Yours Truly.