i took a little more of what i take for granted

[dcatherine]

and they call for snow tomorrow
it's like it'll never stop
not just the weather.. the snow.. not just that.
everything.
i ask you to make me feel better
but resent you when you fail
and of course i can talk myself out of feeling badly
for making you feel horrible
but not for long
sooner or later, i will feel sorry
but i wont let you know
so try not to give up easily
only a little bit longer until i leave anyways
why not hang in there?
a little torture is good.. it gives you something to reminisce about later, when your mind is threatening to take you on a ride through happiness
or worse - contentedness
there is nothing worse than being content, after all.. thats the way ive always understood it. 
isnt that right?