Dear John,

I don't like telling you this, but I feel like I owe you this much. It's over. The fact is, somebody else has stolen my heart and my loyalty. It started innocently enough. I didn't go looking for it, but somebody caught my eye. I was just going about my business when I stumbled on them. At first they teased me with promises of more performance and lower prices. I didn't believe it because you were so strong in my life. But it kept nagging at me. Without knowing why, I went back and took another look, and then another. It was an irresistable attraction, a seduction. Could it be true, I wondered?
 
They  talked to me in language I could appreciate and understand. They talked about virtualization. They talked about blade servers. They talked about reduced sparing costs. And frankly, they talked in a way that I hadn't heard before. It was a two-way dialog. I was allowed to ask questions, to be skeptical. They asked me to not take anything at face value but to let them prove it to me. Then they did.
 
They showed me pictures, John, and sometimes graphs, too. At first I wouldn't look, not wanting to believe it, rejecting it. But in the end, there it was. There was no denying it. The performance, the prices, and yes, John, the profit margins.  John, how could you? To say that I felt taken advantage of is an understatement. In truth, I felt dirty and even ashamed. How could I have been so blind?
 
Don't be mad. The truth is, you let this happen. You took me for granted. You assumed that once you caught me, I would always be yours. You told me what I wanted to hear, but the fact was that you were lying to me. You said you were the best and you could give me everything I needed. The glitz and the jet-set lifestyle blinded me. I believed you. But  the pictures and graphs don't lie, John.  My eyes are wide open now and I just can't keep up the charade any longer .
 
Ciao,
 
Leaving for Vyatta
 
PS: You never did perform well. You might try taking some Vyatta for that.