im am now undesirably happy I was once desirably unhappy but with sadness came comfort self pity became my favorite sweater and now overzealous joy is the cardigan I thought I would never wear in the back of my closet, where I wish it would have stayed change came in every season winter was now spring how I longed for the snow underneath my sorrow was ability ability to understand now understanding slowly slipped from my finger tips so do not gaze at me with a confused and disapproving glare while you sip from your every morning coffee containing precisely three sugars and two creams