Just a couple of days ago I forced my boyfriend to watch the movie “Sleeping with Other People.” I kind of expected the outcome of the movie to have a happy ending – as most romcoms do. However, when I saw boy and girl walk hand in hand off into the sunset of New York City, I couldn’t help but eye roll.

I said, “I don’t like movies with happy endings because I feel like the writers got lazy with it at the end. Because I feel like there’s a way to develop a plot twist or have a sad ending and still satisfy your audience.”

Yet a few days later, here I am sitting in front of a Twitter screen, refreshing my page over and over again, wishing deep inside for a happy ending. One that would lead me to roll my eyes just like I do after every rom-com when the boy kisses the girl after a cheesy line.

I have never wanted a cheesy line more in my life. I wanted Dwyane Wade to come out and say something along the lines of, “This Is My House! #HeatLifer #WadeCounty #ForTheFirstTimeEverWojIsWrong.”

But he didn’t. He chose to return where he grew up from, Chicago.

That was a rom-com ending all too familiar for me – and probably for the city I grew up in, Miami.

I scroll down Twitter and read the messages fans have for him. How they’re going to miss him, how much they love him, what he means to this city.

Now I could pound my fingers for a while and explain what Wade meant to me. But again, it’d be just like another movie rehashed on Valentine’s Day: Overdone and unwanted.

Truth is he wasn’t my childhood hero. I don’t have posters of him on my wall, I didn’t even buy his jersey because my parents couldn’t really afford it and I thought of better things to ask for during Christmas time. I didn’t idolize him and I still don’t. But I can’t say the man didn’t impact my life somehow.

Simply put, Wade was the person who introduced me to the world of sports in the United States. Wade was the person who convinced me not to hate sports, and more importantly, not to be scared of them.

He allowed me to watch the beautiful game of basketball as the best sports spectacle in the world with his athleticism. He also allowed me to lose my fear of learning sports by giving me insight into his personality outside the court.

Now, I can’t help to think how ironic my situation is, hoping for a happy eye roll ending to this “Wade Watch” saga. I hoped him and the Heat would hold hands on Biscayne Blvd. and walk off into their happily ever after.

But that didn’t happen. In a sick rom-com twist, he broke up with the Miami Heat. Then watched everyone in this sunny city turn into Taylor Swift and write out their feelings after a breakup.

Some reacting with sadness and grief, others with anger trying to find a villain – whoever the villain may be – lack of money, or lack of trust. But I’m sure the villain isn’t the Heat organization or Wade. No, this was one of those weird films where you don’t know who to root for. So you strangely end up rooting for both protagonists and it ends up in a bittersweet victory.

However, as I mentioned before, sad endings can also leave an audience satisfied. That I am.

Not only satisfied but grateful I got to witness his 13-year film located in a place I call home. I feel grateful that I somehow, in a very small way, as a heat fan, was able to be a part of it.

I’m grateful because one of the best nights of my life happens to be when we won the championship in 2013 – and he contributed to that. He gave us all fantastic memories and bragging rights to last a lifetime.

I’m even hopeful for what’s to come, and I’m sure the producers of this film, Pat Riley & Co., will deliver yet another masterpiece. He’s done it before. He’s wowed us before. In Riley we trust.

I’m not sure if this was the right move for either of them, only time will tell. And I’m not sure what motives led Wade down the path to leave, only time will tell.

Some say he’ll come back to finish his last year here. Maybe that’ll be the sequel to this epic love story. But we all know how sequels usually turn out to be. Who knows, maybe in a near future, we’ll get the alternate happy ending.