Gilded love, a side of SalsaCant believe you could do this to me.I thought what we had was really special.But for you to go out with him, after all that went throooooouuuugh..But even still i could forgive it all..If you could just admit, that my salsa was betteeeer..I stayed up late getting ready for you, making all of your favorites!Heating up the cheese..And making the guacamoleee.I still waited...and waited for you to come home....I walked out into the lonely streets, checking all of your usual hang outs.My cheeks freezing and fingers cold.But just as i had given up hope, it was there that i saw you..Sitting down with a plate of nachosEating them with the delivery boy..Paco!How could you do this to me!You said my tortia chips where the only ones you would ever eat!And now my heart has gone and spoiled..Like the guacamole on my tableAnd now as all of this comes to a boilI stand to look at you!So walk out that door, and go to PACO!Because of you all i have now is this salsa and some nachos!
Towards tomarrow A boy sat on the roof of his house, looking up to the night sky hoping to find the answers to the questions that burned in his heart. He gazed at the stars and saw a reflection of himself among them. He sat there, for hours asking himself over and over "what should I do about this?" "Why do I feel this way? What emotion is this? Why can't I comprehend this, why?" the young man asked himself hoping to find the answer soon, "Is she the one that I want? Or could she have gone by already? What is it that I want?!" he desperately asked himself. He sat on that roof, long into the early hours of the morning asking and thinking. "Why
why do I have to be this way? Why do these thoughts of treachery and selfishness come into my head?" the young lad paced back and forth vigorously on the roof, as he did he noticed the sun light over the horizon, then he realized that he was up all night thinking and talking to himself and yet he didn't find the answers he was searching for. He t