Of all the nemeses I've had, you were, by far, the most diabiolical and the most adorable. I was never a match for you, we both knew that. Struggling against you these last three years forced me to stay sharp and frosty, pushed me to be better every day just to survive.
Now that you're gone I'm not sure what will become of me. Battling you has become the reason I get up in the morning, my motivation, my focus. Now I am diminished, my life pointless. I will miss you, my enemy, my friend.
Rest in peace, Maisie.
Hello, friends. How are you?
Later. Love.
