Dear LeBron: It’s Not Me, It’s You

May 14th, 2010 by Dan Delagrange Leave a reply »
Dear Bron,

It's me, Cleveland. I don't want to dance around the point of this letter, so I'll just say it: I think we need a break.

Now, now, don't get too upset. I'm not thinking anything near permanent and, deep in my heart, I truly believe we can work things out and live a long, happy, prosperous life together.

However, you've changed. I barely recognize you lately. The way you've acted recently—in the past week, to be specific—simply isn't you. You don't have the desire, passion, or vigor for our relationship that I've become so accustomed to viewing as a constant.

It's not me, it's you.

We've known each other for a long time, LeBron. It's been a beautiful kinship ever since things got serious between us seven years ago. In fact, I think we've created one of the most successful, exciting, and impressive partnerships around. We've truly become the envy of nearly all our peers.

But come on, LeBron! It's been seven years since we've been official! How many more times will I have to be tricked into thinking you're about to give me the ring I deserve only to later find out that you don't have what it ...

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