The fight continues.

As Bogart in Casablanca said:

" Of all the campos in the Dom. Rep., I had to walk into hers "

Well, not quite , but close enough..






In a nutshell , the phrase describes what my summer was like; a one-sided experience that I, and only moi, allowed it to become nothing more than a heap of melancholic memories, all in the spirit of LOVE, and heartbroken I must now go on..

Pero aun sigues en mi; tu cuerpo, tu carcajada angelical, tu piel, te juro que aun siento tus caricias y tus besos.. en las mananas despierto con la ilusion de tenerte a mi lado y poder darte mi Amor.. Como quisiera olvidarte... por mi propio bien.. y si alguien tiene la culpa de todo este debacle de amor, es mi corazon por amarte ciegamente/incontrolableme

nte/locamente..


En realidad podria seguir aqui esperando una senal, algun aviso que regresaras a mi.. creeme que de ser por mi corazon asi fuese... Pero la conciencia me dice que no..


Which brings me to the next Casablanca line --


" The problems of two little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world - Here's looking at you kid! "

Goodbye Babe..
My sincerest best wishes in your future endeavors.

And so the fight continues..

-R