Life with men is like a deck of cards,
You need a heart to love them...

Love is complicated,
it's like a game...

Our love is forbidden,
no matter how far this love is driven...

For all the poems you write me..
i think its about tiime 4 me to write one 4 you...

Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain...

~..I live in a house..~
I live in a house of pain...

Let me tell you a story
about a little girl...

How am i supposed to carry on?
if i'm still hearing our love song...

I can't stop thinking,
Of that one human being...

It's our anniversary
coming up June 12th 2008...

Is this what you want
my heart to be cut in 2...

"hasta manana"
my Spanish teacher says...