A POSITIVE

My blood is A positive, which means other A positive and AB positive people can receive my blood and organs. This may sound sort of random but I, uh, wanna give my liver to Someone. Well actually HALF my liver. Apparently livers can recover to be fully functional, so I have spent many nights dreaming that me and Someone are compatible. Someone doesn't actually know their blood type so it remains a dream. I think giving up half a healthy organ makes an excellent valentine. There is one drawback however, they don't want it. Its not that we aren't compatible, its that WE'RE not compatible, see? I love this person but they don't want to kiss me, so therefore, no transplant. I'm not holding the organ hostage or anything, its just that I want to do it so that WE can have a future. If there is no we, what is the impetus?

I am the only fool I know who gets themselves into these situations. Call me Fool. Fool loves Someone. What is it exactly that makes us-the human race-produce these gut wrenching cinematic ideas about love? Personally I believe romance is like a good frosting; glossy, light, bad for your teeth. Obviously its not the cake. The cake is harder to make, but it's what you came for. Still when we look for love it has to be whipped to a peak. I mean, really, organ transplant to save our love? Well, who else is gonna give them the thing? That dude in Sacramento?

But I digress; Clearly I don't get the happy ending. I don't know what I am getting but I decided I needed to write three paragraphs. If anyone out there is feeling helpful could you tell me if I use these semi colons correctly? I didn't actually pass English, that's where I learned to draw. I'm in California now so I went to visit Punker Island-a spot in the old Okie Dog parking lot where some thrashed tables were reserved for, what else, punks-and stared at the garbage and faded parking stalls. This place needs a broom and so does my life. I wonder how much it costs for a heart transplant?