it's fascinating, the love that goes into setting a heart on fire. even more fascinating, is the smoke that tumbles out in whispers from the chaos.
i've always found it strange, how in the midst of my feeble attempts to strike a match against your pulse and send it screaming... i've instead caught the backlash of the flames. i ate them carelessly, and at times i still feel the echoes of fire in my lungs. is it my heart finding its way back to where it used to be?

maybe, maybe not.
however i've found the poison to overwhelm that forgotten treasure,
the one that comes crawling in and chokes my lost heart.