Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

She looks up at me with those vulnerable eyes. “What if it means something?” She asks. “What if it does?” “Promise me it won’t mean anything.” I lean my head back on the couch. “It won’t mean anythin’.” Aren’t I supposed to be the guy in this scenario, laying down the no-commitment rules? “And no tongue,” she adds. “Mi vida, if I kiss you, I guarantee there’s gonna be tongue.

your actions with holds your future

Sometimes things are better off forgotten.

Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.