My One and Only,

I can't believe that you're gone 'cause I always thought that you were the one person that they knew they couldn't survive without. But now you've walked away as much of your own will as theirs and I find myself sitting here waiting…

In the past somehow I don't remember the waiting part being this hard. Waiting for someone new to step up and catch my eye. Waiting for that next bouncy bunny with the over the top charisma to bounce to that top platform and say, "watch out world! It's my time now!" Somehow waiting has never been so hard before cause in the past it has always been you and me waiting together. As kids we waited huddled together in front of the TV waiting for the new man of the hour. Then when we finally got our breaks we waited together hoping that it would be one of us that got that call. We always agreed that as long as it was one of us that got the call it would be ok, but if it was anyone else… we'd just keep on fighting. But, we never covered what we would do if one of us gave up before we got there.

How could you do that? How could you just… break down and give that juiced up son of a bitch what he wanted? Oh I know the whole "I don't wanna do this anymore" "I wanna work on my music, poetry, and art" BS lines. The whole problem with that is that I know you better than anyone even Matty.

I remember all the times that we've dreamed together. Ever since you saved me from getting my ass kicked by that fucking bully in the 6th grade my dreams and your dreams have been our dreams. Wrestling was always our number one and everything else came somewhere after that. You can lie to Matt and you can lie to Vince and you can lie to the fans, but you'll never be able to lie to me.

I know that you saw the writing o the wall. The changes of Mr. Stephanie McMahon ever giving us what we've busted our asses for are next to none. But together GODDAMNIT… together you said that we could do anything! Was that a lie too?

Has our whole existence since 6th sixth grade been one fucking big mind game for you? Let's see how far we can string along the chubby little boy until either he breaks or I get bored. Was that it? Well fuck you Jeff Hardy if it was! 'Cause I deserve better!

But if it wasn't… what if you meant all those things that you'd whisper into my ear late at night when you thought I was sleepin? If you meant all those things that you said, then why? Why did you leave? Why did you hurt me? Why did you destroy us? Why did you do all those bad things?

You were supposed to be the invincible one. You were supposed to be the one that could cross any bridge, climb any mountain, and brave any battle. So if Jeff Hardy ain't the bravest, strongest, most fierce warrior of them all… who is? And where does that leave me? I never wanted to do this all alone! You were supposed to be here with me. You were the warrior and I was just the trusty sidekick! But now I'm just… lonely.

Matt's bossier than ever now that you're gone and determined to make me into you. Shane is over on Raw having the time of his life with Jay and no one else... is you. Oh sure I have friends. There's Cena and Brock and Kurt and Crash, but none of them will bounce on the bed with me when I'm hyper. None of them will hold my hand without havin' to be asked when a sad movie comes on. None of them know that I think Daphne on Scooby Doo is the sexiest woman on the planet. None of them know how to cheer me up when everything looks blue. None of them are you.

I have your letter here on the desk. I haven't had the courage to open it yet because I'm afraid of what it might say. I drove by your land the other day and saw the for sale sign. I didn't tell anyone that I wrote down the number and called the agent. I'm afraid that you've moved on and left Sweet Shanny behind. I'm afraid that having to go on without you might kill me.

So here I will sit, lonely and afraid, waiting for my fierce warrior to come back to me to help me brave the world. Hurry, please?

Sincerely Yours…
Forever and beyond,

The Lonely Sidekick