I smile to myself out of nowhere when I think of you... I smile when I'm walking home, when I'm working... And they see me on the streets and say, "Yeah, that's that weird gal..." This is what you do to me...

You got me makin' errors at work because my mind is too busy fantasizin' of you-- that's what you do to me.

I hope my boss understands my situation...

(cute poem my sis wrote 4 me in Spanish lol)

Jen
Trabajadora, Estudiosa, Graciosa
Le encanta
Cantar, Escribir, Reírse
No le gusta
Su trabajo, personas raras, cuando no la miran si esta hablando.
Amigable

S0MEDAY Y0U'll READ
tHAt 0lD MiSSiVE lEttER Y0U'VE
kEPt iNSiDE Y0UR BUREAU
f0R S0 l0NG. . .

. . . AND I H0PE
Y0U tHiNk 0f ME.

&& i`M G0NNA WAit f0R Y0U,
N0 MAttER H0W l0NG I SEE MYSElf Al0NE...

JUSt tEll ME,
tHAt I HAVEN`t WAStED
A SiNGlE MiNUtE
WAitiNG 0N Y0U AftER
All tHiS tiME...

ARE
Y0U
EVER
C0MiNG
BAQQ ?

You're the impediment,
the reason why I smile,
but yet I weep...
the box full of your letters
that yet I keep...
And You're the teardrops on my pillow,
my wish upon a star...
the raindrops on my window,
and possesor of my heart...

You're probably somewhere out there,
thinking that it's over...
if you could hear me,
id tell you-- you're so wrong.
that after all this time,
I haven't moved on...

Omar, I'm still madly in love with you.