Heartbreak Hotel

God bless my little friend Belle. Remember her? The little ballet dancer? She had a boyfriend - up until last night - that is. He called her and told her that "she is like a sister" to him and he "doesn't want to be her boyfriend anymore." She was sobbing as I talked to her. "Why are boys so stupid?" she said. Worst of all, she thinks he likes another girl -- one who is as mean as a snake -- and has been trying to take him away. Of course, it doesn't help to say, "If someone can get him, then he's not worth it." Poor little thing has to go to a huge party tonight where he is going to be too. If that little so-and-so gets with a "new girlfriend" tonight in Belle's face, I might just be waiting for him (in spirit that is). She's so sweet and innocent. It doesn't matter than she's young. It still hurts. Love hurts. I know. Sometimes I think I have a lease on a room at Heartbreak Hotel.