Boy, I can remember the good times. It was just three years ago that I thought it would last forever. I’d never been happier. I remember how you used to frolic gaily about the efficient frontier. You and I need not have concerned ourselves with such mundane trivialities as asset allocation and diversification. Our love was special and it would last forever.
They said it would never work between me and fickle you with your overexposure in technology, but I loved your pe multiples sitting up there so firm and oh so very high.
And, I remember when things got bad back in March of 2000. Everybody else told me to cut and run, but did I listen? No. I stuck. I stood by you!
For three long years I have been there for you, through your crashes, your depressions, your unreasonable swings. When the charges of accounting fraud, I was still there. I refused to beleive I refused to leave.
And when I found it was true… I was crushed.
You hurt me bad Equity Portfolio. You hurt me real bad.
It’s been long and it’s been hard, and you’ve betrayed me in ways I never could have imagined.
And still I’ve stood by you. I’ve never lost the faith.
Until now.
Spring is almost over. I see others gallavanting gayly and taking random walks with their portfolios. People are happy again. People have moved.
But you! You Equity Portfolio just sit there. It’s almost as if you’ve finished depreciating and started decomposing.
I want to live! I want to run in the Sun! I’m still young, you know?
I’ve wanted so badly for you to come with me, but I see that is not to be.
Goodbye Equity Portfolio I am leaving you. By the time you read this the orders will already be placed, at the market, no limit.
I’m gone.
God knows I’ve tried my best. The fact is that there is another.
I have found a new equity portfolio of good solid diversified old economy companies with low and saggy PEs and high dividend ratios.
She’s not firm and tight and exciting like you. But let’s face facts: You’re not that gal either. The fast living has caught up to you. You’re not the gal you once were, and it’s been a long time since I could look at you and be excited.
The thing is that I know my new gal will be there for me. The times we had together were fun, Equity Portfolio, but I’m moving on. I’m grown. Those days are behind.
Good luck with your new economy.
Goodbye.