I lose.

Dear Best Frenemy, Office Foe, Work-Nemesis, Advert-Adversary,
You won.
It's Thursday and I’m on LinkedIn.
So congratulations.
I lost.
You get to work your workday.
You get to lead.
You get to make.
I envy you.
Not spitefully though.
In any form of competition, there’s a winner and at least one not-winner.
And that’s me.
I was lucky to be your peer.
You consistently made me better.
And maybe I helped you.
Although, perhaps it was my immaturity or insecurity
or yours,
that got in the way of a more joyous friendship.
I am in awe of what you have accomplished.
And what you will yet do.
Well done.
I was once privileged to be your work-situation rival.
Which, what pride I left, I am still proud to feel.
I hope you know that these days I am more your friend than frenemy.
I am grateful for what I learned from you.
And while maybe I didn't win,
I loved the race.

So it looks like this is the end of our beautiful foeship.