(I was really heartbroken after the final , I was so sad that I felt expressing myself through words would be the best to conjure up my feelings. So I wrote a heartfelt letter to my idol Leo )
When you ride through the highs, you have to ride through the lows too.
This hurts. Just like 2014 hurt. Just like 2016 hurt. But somehow, the joy you gave us in 2021, 2022, and 2024 makes those painful memories a little easier to carry.
Thank you, Leo.
Thank you for making me fall in love with football. Thank you for making me fall in love with Barça.
If this was the last time I ever saw you wearing the Albiceleste jersey, donning the number 10, then all I can say is that I cherished every moment of it.
More than the loss itself, it hurts my soul the most is knowing that I may never get to watch the man I have loved, admired, and rooted for since 2014 play for Argentina again. You just won't be there anymore.
And somehow, that makes me realize that my childhood is over.
All those years, all those matches, all those nights of waiting to watch you play for Barça , they're slowly becoming memories now. And that hurts more than words can express.
You inspired an entire generation of kids like me.
I grew up watching you. I celebrated with you. I cried with you. Your defeats broke my heart, and your victories gave me memories I will carry for the rest of my life.
There will never be another Lionel Messi.
I'm just grateful that, out of all the eras I could have been born into, I was born at exactly the right time to witness you.
Not through old highlights.
Not through stories.
I got to watch you live.
I got to watch my idol.
And if this really is goodbye, thank you for making my childhood so special.
Te amo, Lionel Messi.
Te amo.
Gracias por todo, Leo.