Dear America
It's not you, it's me. You've been great. Fantastic really. I can't thank you enough. The good times. The bad times worked through and the close calls made into hilarious stories. You have provided me with the best of friends, a loving and extended family, and so many more people that have meant so much. You are full of so much blessed life! Treasured memories every bit. Alas, you know me: I take and take and take. I can never have enough. And that's just it: I want more. I need more! Adventure calls out to my very soul! Fret not, I will return. So don't forget me. Know my dreams will always be of your warm embrace. Tell me this, can I know you are truly the one if I have experienced nothing else? They say if you love something set it free. And so I must go, my love. See the world. Experience all it has to offer! Yes, I will be unfaithful for a time, but know that I still love you. My sweet America. My dear home. I'm off now. Rem