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10/4/2026
7:27
Nico:
hey toto
good morning
how's it going
8:09
Toto:
Hello Nico
I'm well, how are you?
But I know that you wouldn't randomly text me after years of only saying Merry Christmases
What's wrong?
I'm here for you
Nico:
man
i fucking miss lewis
i think of him all the time
all these years later
Toto:
Oh
Friendship (???) break ups can be very hard Nico
Do you want to talk to him or just let out your feelings?
Nico:
idk
i want him
his attention
his acknowledgement
you're the best, toto
Toto:
Would sending him a message be a good idea?
You could make plans to meet up or just text for now. I think you should text until you get more comfortable.
Or maybe you don't want to talk
You can tell me anything
Nico:
aw thanks
i miss his scent
his eyes
his touch
Toto:
I understand you.
It's hard losing someone who was so close to you.
Nico:
yeah
you get it
i feel like i messed everything up
between us
if i hadn't gone so extreme to win the wdc
we wouldn't have fallen out
Toto:
That's not true
You're being too hard on yourself
It was not your fault for trying to win
I was there when you kept falling out
It was no one's fault
Just the situation
Nico:
but
would we still be friends
if we weren't racing against each other
we always dreamt of that being us
of being on podiums together
but when it happened
we tore each other down to get up there
and now we arent friends
Toto:
You won, but you lost a good friend.
In life you have to make some sacrifices
And that's okay
But now that you are not driving
You could try and get back in touch
Nico:
i messed up
Toto:
It's okay Nico.
It's not too late
It will never be too late, take your time.
Nico:
but
what if our time has expired
Toto:
Maybe you can write him a letter and never send it?
Oh god
That reminds me of the letter I had to read out to you
Nico:
that was weird af
tbh we all cried
lew probably did too
yeah i'm gonna write to him
toto you're so helpful
Toto:
Condolences
Read by Nico Rosberg
Dear Lewis
Are you alright? I'm not. I hope you're well but not really as well as you were with me.
I miss you so much, you're on my mind all the time. Every day. My kids know your name as the best Formula One driver in history, but I know that we both wished they got to know you as uncle Lewis. They appreciate seeing you through a doorway once a year, they do. All I can say is that I miss you. All the time. It's been ten years, and whenever I have to work in the media within a ten meter radius of you, my heart aches.
We used to hurt while being ten meters apart, on track and off. I hear about you, all the time, you're haunting my narrative. My name is stuck with yours. Every time I see a post with my name, there's always something about yours. Every time I open my DMs, you're there. I can't escape the cycle.
Can we just talk? I know things will never be the same between us, that's certain. But at least can we be nice? I crave your attention, your awareness of my existence. I know you think about me. I have social media, it's inescapable, I'm always being sent videos or quotes of you. You're haunting my life, and it's ruining me. I miss your love and thoughts of me. Which I keep being reminded still exist.
I know we can't ever be nice again, it's too hard. Too much history. I still have nightmares of Abu Dhabi 2016, which was supposed to be the best day of my life but can't say it was. The time leading up to it was horrible and I really went too far. I'm sorry. We were assholes, particularly me. I drove myself almost crazy, losing weight and doing the wildest things to almost be not in the shadows of Sir Lewis Hamilton.
There was never a person in my life who could be as competitive in my life as you, in every race we've ever participated in.
We're haunted by the media, the whole world knows what happened between us. So many details and sensitive emotions and fragile moments. Even commentators made quotes that are more iconic than we've ever said. The world knows us, but no onw has ever known me like you.
Even if you try to ignore it. We did too much together, to much against each other. I've seen clips of you forgetting my face, but yours will always be engraved in my memory, with your laugh and accent. I know you haven't forgot me. Please don't. Don't forget me. Even if we don't talk and maybe won't talk again, you will always have a special space in my heart.
Sincerely,
Nico.
If you can remember that name at all.