America broke up with me last Tuesday night
Let me restate that.
American fucking broke my heart.
We had been dating for a while now.
Long enough that I had imagined our future together.
A future filled with hikes through Yosemite, a garden wedding, universal healthcare and acceptance of all the Earth’s humans.
And then, all of a sudden, out of the blue, I got fucking dumped.
I was taken completely by surprise,
At a party meant to celebrate our relationship, of all things,
and just like that,
the future I thought awaited me,
disappeared in a flash of dead bald eagles and red balloons.
Now a new future awaits me.
The post-break-up reality.
A world I never thought I would have to imagine let alone live in.
The unknown days ahead will be filled with new people to watch Netflix with,
New places I will be forced to experience on my own,
Unforeseen hardships I will have to face.
All because America decided to rip my heart out of my chest, choose a different person so spend the foreseeable future with and fucking dump me,
Last Tuesday night.
Fuck you America.