You are history.

So you are back. You expect me to just let you waltz back into my life? Welcome you back with open arms after leaving me so abruptly 3 years ago? You didn't even have the decency to tell me that we were through: I saw it on the 11 o'clock NEWS that you were going back to the States! Imagine my shock! Finding out that I've been dumped from some TV news anchorman.
For a long time I couldn't bear looking at my mouse pads (two!) with the black and white cow spots. I put my cow mug in the back of the top shelf of my cupboard. I put away every cow-patterend object that you gave me so I wouldn't have to fight tears every time I saw them. You never knew that, did you? You wounded me. You scarred me.
We had some good times. We sure did. You were the reason I could get out of that unspeakably horrible relationship with Fujitsu who abused me for 3 years. I'm eternally thankful for that. But don't you know how you end a relationship is what you are remembered for? The measure of dignity, of love and respect? Well, you SUCK at it.
I'm with DELL now. Yes, DELL. We just celebrated our first anniversary last month. We have a great relationship. Things are going well between us. I think this is real. So I'm sorry. I can't take you back. I just can't. I'm already committed. You had your chance 3 years ago, and you blew it. Good-bye, Gateway. You were my first true cyber love.