You Said You Wouldn't Retire

When it happened.

I'll never forget the day we told each other those words.
"Be my coach until I retire."
"I wish you will never retire."
I knew one day you would eventually retire, but not like this.
You moved on the ice in a graceful and entrancing way. The moves you spent hours polishing were perfection, I was so proud. To see you come this far from being near emotionless in your choreography to be fueled by Eros, and it showed. The entire crowd awed at the way you scurried on the ice. As you prepared for the last jump, though, something felt off. Everything was amazing until everything seemed to slow down. I watched as you prepped to jump, and as you did you were graceful. But as you landed, you stepped to much on the point.
You fell forward on your side with a thump, and because of the momentum of the jump, you slid across the ice. Your head rammed into the wall separating you fro, the rest of the world, your head releasing a sickening sound in the air. I screamed, you wouldn't get up no matter how much people yelled and cried out. You laid on the ice as a small crimson stream started coming out of you. I quickly opened the gates that led to ice and ran to you. I slipped and almost fell but I didn't care.
I needed to get to you.
When I got to you fell onto my knees. I picked you up slowly, careful not to further hurt you. You looked so peaceful, I feared the worst. I embraced and cradled you. I remembered all those times we spent together. Eating, laughing, practicing, so many things. Now, all I could think is that we will never have that again.
The hours that followed was just a blur. Next thing i knew I was sitting next to your bed at the hospital. The machines beep loudly over your shallow breathing.
I miss you Yuri.
Promise you won't retire, especially not now.