Diamonds and silence.

Like the tears, like the loneliness etched on my face and deep inside of me today watching him say goodbye.

There are some things that are so beautiful they have to be private, intensely and quietly private. My love of certain athletes is that way. I haven´t said it before. How do you speak about perfection? But I need to say it now.

Peyton Manning, you will always be my QB. Always. 18 in my heart, forever, and I´ll see you on the field next year. Those words you said today? Your choked up voice, your tears? You were always too much, and always just perfectly right, and today, you were just exactly what my aching heart needed, what my incredulous heart needed, a reminder, a discovery that I will always be proud to be in love with you as MY QB.
Peyton, you are the perfect QB, you are the perfect Colt, you are the beauty of football, and ultimately you became its fragility too, but you still remain real strength every second too, and today you were just everything plus a single drop.

To Peyton Manning.