Dear Basketball,
I still remember the first time we met on the playground during recess when I was in third grade. Ever since then, a deep love grew and grew. I wasn't always appreciative of what you did for me. I even left you when I was fourteen years old, with no intentions of coming back.
But, I did. I came back for you and our love was stronger than ever. I still remember waking up at 5 a.m. so we could watch the sun rise during our date at our local park. My favorite dates were the ones under the pouring rain, and the blazing sun. Those days were special, because I knew it would be just us out there. Everyone else needed a pristine gym or perfect weather conditions to enjoy your company. I didn't care what time of the year or day it was. I was just happy to be with you.
We weren't always successful. I failed over and over again. Luckily, that didn't push me away. You pushed me to be great; and that is what a loving partner does in a relationship.
College came around, and I got a taste of the freedom I previously chose to shy away from, in fear of losing you. Things started to change. Every second I was with you, my mind was on something else. I would think of all the other activities on campus I could be exploring, instead of being trapped in the gym with you. For the first time in my life, I felt like you were holding me back.
I started to hate our dates. I wanted to be the last one in the gym and the first one to leave. I wasn't having fun anymore, and you were no longer making me happy.
When it was time to officially end things, I cried. I have never cried so hard in my life. I could barely get the words out. Yet, I felt free for the first time in my life. I didn't feel trapped anymore. For once, I could explore new avenues in life, without worrying about my commitments with you.
My friends and family ask about you.
"What happened?"
"Why?"
I told them I stopped loving you, so they would stop asking questions.
The truth is, I never stopped loving you. My love for you is unconditional. I know your love for me is still there, too. It's a different type of love. A love filled with appreciation, respect, and gratitude.
Thank you for the lessons you have taught me. Thank you for being there for me in times of stress, anxiety, and sadness. Thank you for helping me grow into a tenacious competitor on and off the court. Thank you for teaching me how it feels to love.
Although our relationship is a different one now, it is still real, nonetheless.
Love you always,
Mesa
