Sports, revisited...
Dear Astros,
I don't know how else to put this, so I'm just going to come out and say it. I can't be with you anymore. It isn't because I don't love you, know that... it's because of the pain you've caused me. I was so excited, so ready, so eager for success and you laid it all out for me. It was there. You showed me at first. Then... you changed. You're different now. You lose a lot, and you can't seem to keep it together. I can't handle that. I felt too strongly and you ripped it away from me...
After ten long years of being angry at baseball... because... of "that season"... I was ready to forgive, ready to embrace you... and you hurt me. I was so vulnerable.
Maybe if things change, I will come back... but right now, I just can't be with you. I've met someone else. I call her, "football season" and... while my expectations are low, I still feel strongly for her.
I have to go. It hurts too much.
Love,
Evan
I don't know how else to put this, so I'm just going to come out and say it. I can't be with you anymore. It isn't because I don't love you, know that... it's because of the pain you've caused me. I was so excited, so ready, so eager for success and you laid it all out for me. It was there. You showed me at first. Then... you changed. You're different now. You lose a lot, and you can't seem to keep it together. I can't handle that. I felt too strongly and you ripped it away from me...
After ten long years of being angry at baseball... because... of "that season"... I was ready to forgive, ready to embrace you... and you hurt me. I was so vulnerable.
Maybe if things change, I will come back... but right now, I just can't be with you. I've met someone else. I call her, "football season" and... while my expectations are low, I still feel strongly for her.
I have to go. It hurts too much.
Love,
Evan