So…we need to talk. And it can’t wait for another second. I started the title with, it can’t wait another second. There is a reason why. Because like with anything, that is having a control over you, the longer it takes to actually talk about, you get to do nothing about it. Don’t get me wrong. I wanted to do something about it every single day after I realised you were hurting me. I wanted. But you didn’t. Yes you. I’m talking to you. I know you by now. And we need to talk, before we say goodbye. I need you to hear me out, because what I have to suggest is a lot to ask. I need us to be friends. I have spent the last years getting to know you, following your rules and playing you game. Until recently, I started paying attention on how you play instead. To be able to beat you. I know your bluff by now. But I wanted to play fair game. Fair game for me means honesty. Having your heart in the game. And at last I won. By having my heart in it. Because that is the one thing you never had. You had control over my head. My thoughts. My emotions and my body. My body was your instrument. Your ball. And you got better and better with your tricks. You were not only winning, you were crushing it. Changing the game. To make me worse. But one thing you never had, was my heart. And me and her, we won. And now it’s time to step off the field. You can call it a retirement. Because in fact, I am too old for this shit. My body can’t take it. My mind can’t take it. I’m way too beautiful to ever play with that. So I bounce.
