Dear Utah Jazz,
I don't know where to even start. We both know that things have been awkward lately. And we seem to be growing apart. You know I love you, but I just don't know how long I can do this. I am not getting any younger, ya know?
It's just that you promised things would change. You promised that things would be different this time around. But they just aren't. Where did the passion in our relationship go? You only need to look in the mirror to see the answer.
The bottom line, Utah Jazz, is that I've changed and you haven't. Maybe sometime down the road, it will be a little different. Maybe, if you see me on the street, or at a coffeeshop, we can exchange pleasantries and chat a minute. But the time for doting on you every minute is over. I've spent the better part of my years trying to please you, that I forgot that I need to look after myself. The good times used to outweigh the bad ones, but right now, the lows are just a little too low. This will be best for both of us. I can look into other things I have been wanting to accomplish with my life and you can take some time to figure out who you are, how you feel. You know how hard this is for me, so stay strong. Don't try to find me. You had your chance.