Sit down Gears of War, we need to talk. I've loved you for a very long time now. The nights we spent together fighting the Locust were wonderful. Every chainsaw and boomshot kill felt so amazing, I felt closer and closer to you with each one. I knew how to maneuver you just right to get what we both wanted. We worked so well for one another.

When you said it was okay to bring another person into the experience, well, let's just say I had never been happier. To share my beauty with another person, it was more of a show off then an act. It was like I was saying "Look what I've got. Jump in and I'll show you how we work it."

And that dreaded day not too long ago, when somehow, you cracked. I was a wreck over it. "What will I do without my Gears," I said to myself. But I fixed you as quickly as I could. I did that for you, because I care about you baby. There's no other game in the world I would do that for.

But somehow, you changed. You're no longer the carefree, easily accessible game you once were. Trying to move around with you gets increasingly harder every day. In the past, a quick left or right swerve and I'd be exactly where I want to be. Nowadays all you give me are walls. Wall after wall after wall. Baby why you got to be so cold?

And also, you don't like me being as good as I once was. I don't know what update turned you into a bitter, spiteful whore, but you're not the same experience to me that you used to be. Playing with other people it's obvious you care only about the people who take advantage of you and your flaws. Not me baby, I played you the way you deserved to be played, not glitching around and getting the cheap hits, but I guess that's just not enough anymore.



And then, at E3, you had the nerve, the gull, the audacity to show off your new duds, but what about me? When do I get a chance at your new...newness? All you and your pimp Cliffy can say is "Windows XP or Vista." What about me? Baby I love you!

Or at least, I did love you. I'm sorry Gears of War, but I think we need to call it off. Don't say anything, please. Don't make this harder than it already is. I just think it's time we both move on. You already seemed to have started to anyway, with your new look and feel you've got going for that PC friend of yours. Have fun with them, hope they don't crash on you!

As for me? Well, I'll manage, somehow. I've got plenty of games I can play, you think you're the only one? Please, have you seen the amount of fun I have had with the Darkness? That offers me wall crawling, and screaming little hellspawn miscreants. What about Rainbow Six? Rainbow Six let's me play with a lot more people than you ever could.



I know what you're saying to yourself right now. You're saying "Just you wait, you may enjoy those games now, but you'll miss the fun and excitement you got night after night playing with me."

Maybe so, but you're not who I once loved, and I'm sorry, but I can't see you anymore.

Goodbye Gears of War. Hopefully we'll meet again someday in the Bargain Bin, but I'm sure we both know that's a long time off.