I lost my dad when I was younger, and I know what its like to lose a beloved parent.
Mr. Latino with the big ego got bested by a ditzy, blond bimbo.
Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?
Gettin' near the fire, chica, doesn't necessarily mmean you'll get burned.
If you let him go and he doesn't come back to you, he wasn't yours to begin with. It's a lesson learned in first grade
I find myself daydreaming about him when I wake up in the morning, in school when something reminds me of him, and when I fall asleep at night