Dear my poor, poor Strat,
I never meant things to be this way. I am leaving you for my Les Paul. Its not a matter of looks, and its definitely not for the money.
There comes a time in a man's life when he must realise what is best for him, and what is best for me is Les Paul. I know she doesn't have a trem bridge, and that if you let her go the head drops the guitar to an awkward angle, but she is so versatile and sounds and feels so damn good I just can't deny my urges any more.
I promise to come visit you, I know it will be awkward but we made some good music together. I will still pay you maintenance and get you new strings. Maybe one day when you get some new pups, perhaps stacked humbuckers maybe we can rekindle our romance.
Au revoir my dear.
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I came to a sad realisation that I prefer my Les Paul to my strat. and boy do I love my strat but that Les Paul sounds
sooooo good. ☹