Actually
It wasn't a question,
It was a statement
That screamed
"NO GOING BACK!"

It wasn't a statement
More of a decision without full
Consent
From
All parties

It was hard to let go,
Sure of the -
The familiar, recognizable
Colour
And warmth
Emanating from the body
Oh-so-unstyled
But oh-so-unique-glorious-all-in-one

Well, it always
Comes down to the question
People always have
Subconsciously
Chosen
An answer to

Comforting Familiarity
Or
Superior Quality?

It is an odd sensation
That causes my mind to think
I wish,
For that red old car
To carry me around again
To be my wings...