Remember those talks we had
while the moon sat high in the sky of our
for our future together.
We were determined to be in the
front seats of Russia 2018,
at Madison Square Garden as we started off 2019,
and to go back to our common roots in 2020.
All these glorious plans after
walking across that stage together, but
we’re never got there.
We needed one more year to go.
That is, until you became determined to
destroy me and
make my life impossible, for
a mysterious reason.
It had nothing to do with your jealousy,
or not even because of my
way of being so controlling.
I just wanted to protect you.
Didn’t you get it?
No one but me
would ever be good enough
for my best friend.
It may have been obvious, but
I could not comprehend that this
friendship was too deep into the ruins
to be fixed.
Thanks for being my best friend.
You taught me that some things are simply out of my control.
I have to let you go, but just know:
I don’t hate you as much as you hate me.