I got a new phone. I don't like it as much, and it is vulnerable without a case and insurance. It's like your uncle from the future. The keyboard is weird, and it's hard to deal with and annoying and doesn't vibrate loudly enough to hear it.
But this is the end.
If you show up, I will understand. But the power has been cut off to you, and you won't react to my screams of joy and groans of annoyance.
And I understand.
But I must move on without you.