Dear Google, I love you.
I want to be inside of you, I want you to carry our unborn baby.
You and you alone can and will pick up the shrapnel of humanity.
You possess all the knowledge one could ever want, even though at some occasions you show me things that I don't like.
But that's love, you have to take the good with the bad.
It's my own fault for using you, using you without your protection.
I have to admit, you're the only one for me, I can't even look at another engine without cringing and thinking, what an ugly engine.