The Opposite of Amnesia... That's What I Have

Wanna swap hearts? Come on... quit stalling and hand yours over. You already have mine.

I'm not usually one to give chase but you've managed to stir up this thing in my chest... and it's racing in all directions. So I guess I have no other choice but to spill these thoughts in awkward fashion, on this canvas of chance and self doubt.

Quit with-holding evidence. The jury's out and rumor has it they're only stalling for the dramatics. Let's serve life together. Felonies of the heart are the best crimes ever committed. Let's break all of the laws of romance and point the finger at loneliness.

I promise to bail you out. Any objections will be over ruled.

I'm well aware that bad news travels fast... and to you I may seem the worst of it. But I assure you that whatever caption is written next to my picture is the exact opposite of me. The same goes for the whispers.

I wish for Autumn. I'm always thinking of breath in the air and leaves burning somewhere. Somehow I attach it to feeling okay..... In a running home from school kind of way.

Mayday Mayday. There has been a fire in the engine room. Failure lights are up everywhere. Me and this pen... just like always.