Dear John,
It's over. It's not your fault. It's me. I've changed, that's all. I'm finally dealing with my own issues, and I've come to realize that just because you're big and strong doesn't mean you're right for me. Maybe I liked being dominated and controlled when I was younger, but now I'm more mature. I can make my own decisions. I can see that Vyatta's open-source solution gives me twice the speed at half the price, and Vyatta really cares about what I think. Vyatta listened when I said I needed affordable networking on standard hardware. You never did that.

Don't feel bad, your stuff works. It's expensive, sort of slow, and not very satisfying, but you're working on that, right? You always take more than you give, but I know it's not your fault. You have all sorts of proprietary issues. That's who you are. At least you're consistent. I just wish you could have been a little nicer to me, but I won't hold it against you.

I hope we can still be friends, but the truth is I just don't have anything left to give you, so I understand if you think it's best we never see each other again.

In hopes of a better future for both of us,
Crazy About Vyatta