Where did it all go wrong, Smoke Monster? I was so into you. We had good times. The parties, the laughs, the occasional polar bear. Then you went bipolar. What happened? I took off, hurt and confused. You weren't yourself anymore and you saw other people and it was all smoke all the time. No more polar bears. The laughter died. Still, I came back. People said you had changed, you were fun to be around again. I gave you another chance. Why did I believe it could be the same between us? I thought the excitement would be there again, but I was wrong, so wrong.