goodbye my old "BABY"

the first time i saw you, i knew you're all that i wanted.
i fell in love with your sporty look... so crisp... so manly.

all my savings i invested on you. and for someone like me, who needed to work hard just to have you, i felt a sense of pride and accomplishment.

and from then on, you were my baby.

we had a share of good times together. our personality fits, and seems like we were a perfect combination. those good times when we just hit the road with the loud stereo on...

we freed our soul and just ROCK AND ROLL!!!
you were mine and i was yours.

no one is allowed to touch you and ride with you. i remember the time when i allowed other person to drive you, and you just blew your tire off and drain your battery. perhaps you just wanted me... and no one else.

perhaps it came to a point
that we shut ourselves to the world and created our own little perfect world.

but then as time goes by, i realized that i could not afford to maintain you any longer. there were times when you had your tantrums. i just could not understand you any more. you busted your self again, and i just didn't know what to do. so i left you on the road alone.
i could not take care of you any longer.

for years, you just pamper and spoil me too much. i was your PRINCESS.

that's why i became selfish and a self-centered brat on you.

and perhaps, that's why at times when you needed me, i could no longer reciprocate.
it became a cycle, and became exhausting. maybe we just outgrew each other.


and at that point, i decided to let go of you already.

and for just a month, someone was interested on you. the new buyer paid me whole. it was the time that reality hits me...

you were no longer mine. just like that.

but then for two months, the new owner still parked you on my garage.
so, we still got each other...even if you were not technically "mine".

for that span of time, i saw your rapid transformation.
from the unique sporty black/green combination color that i fell in love with, you now became a formal metallic blue.


from the lowered drag-racing look that i thought was HOT, you're now lifted-up and look like any regular sedan on the street.

and that's the time i told myself...

"you're no longer my baby that i used to know."

remember the time when i told you that "it ain't over 'til it's over" ?

well, i guess it's finally over now.

in the first place, i was the one who decided to let  go of you. i'm sorry for the time when i was not there when you needed me the most.

and now that you're in the arms of your new someone,
i just hope that she will take good care of you... more than i took care of you.

i hope that you are happy with her.
i'm just fine.

i'm letting go of you my old  baby MITSU.
it's final.

G-O-O-D-- B-Y-E.

P.S. :
it's a final goodbye...
* literally and figuratively *
...it's also an analogy...
so, just read between the lines. (^_^)