this kind of hurt lasts a good while

Dear America,
Oh my. What have you done? We had a great ride but I think you have made a terrible choice. We’ve had our ups and downs but we’ve always made it through. But this is where I draw the line. I’ve got my fingers crossed but I don’t see this ending well. I-will make this deal with you. If we can somehow make it through alive I will meet you here, four years from now. With any luck I will be here and I hope to see you as well.

godspeed,
S. Seattle