LBJ? It's me Jeremy...WTF!?

Upon us once again is Cav's PlayOffs, and once again I find myself strapped to my #23 jersey watching, eyes full of hope, the Cleveland Cavelier's do what they do best. And I can't help but wonder why my companion is at large. It's been a few months since I have really thought about why you don't understand. What happened was the most selfish, dispicable, and thoughtless act I have encountered in my entire life, and the only thing I did in retaliation, is what you asked me to. After everything I have done to help you be happy...I've looked out for you when you were in danger, I've supported you soley because you have needed me to, I have been there when you have asked me to be and when I have just known that I should be. I have taken risks, comprimised, and been your accomplice. And I have nothing left...I am happy, more than I have ever been, She, is the reason for that and not the outcome of this. I don't know if that makes you jelouse, or scared, or whatever, but I can not compromise my happiness. One day you'll understand, or maybe even apologize...just undstand an apology will not be easy or only to me.