Dear Basketball,
From me I started to see my father's socks
And imagine printing a Victory Goal on the Great Western Forum
I know there is one real thing:
I am in love with you.
My love is very deep, I give you everything -
From the mind & my body, for my spirit & my soul.
As a six year old boy who loves you very much
I never saw the end of the tunnel.
I just saw myself running out.
So I ran away.
I ran up and down every match to dribble.
You ask me
I give you my heart
Because it comes with more.
I play through sweat and heartache
Not because of the challenge of calling me
But because you call me.
I do everything for you.
Because that's what you do when someone makes you feel like you feel alive.
You give a six-year-old boy a dream, his Laker dream
And I will always love you for that.
But I can't love you more obsessively.
I have left this season for you.
My heart can pound. My mind can be upset
But my body says it is time to say goodbye stay (Pension).
And that's okay.
I'm ready to let you go.
I want you to know now, so we both can save every our memories that have gone away.
Good and bad.
We have given each other everything we have.
And we both know,
no matter what I do next, I will always be a child with rolled socks.
... the ball in my hand.
5... 4... 3... 2
... 1
I always love you, Kobe