What Happened

Why dammit?
What happened anyway? Boredom? Regret? Shame? Guilt?
What about friendship? A easy release? Being the superior beast?
I keep saying to myself... you'll return someday. it'll be like it was and nothing in between. It could be you know; or if you dont like that we can do it your way. And if your way is no way... so be it. Just ... please ... dont flush me away like the turd i am.