the greatest gift you gave me

all of the things i said, regarding us... how when i expressed

 my disdain of conformity; the irony of the tragedy was that

 i was in full militia garbs, the whole communist rag and bone... i want to apologise...

who was i to ever be in that place...?

you only did me good... you only caused me joy.... no, no

.... you are still my corazón, mi rezon por infinito... el capitán

 de mi Jolly Rogers, mi Captain Hook a mi TicTocCroc

 ..... no¿ entonces a mi Peter Pan, estas confundido¿ no

 no, i only meant that you are the reason for my being here. my existence. but...

even in that, isn’t that pressure rising?

then: simply put, mi esposó, you are all those negative

 things; with it, all the positive things... because mi

 vida, if i gave up those negative things i said about you, wouldn’t you just be a lie?

i’d rather you be the truth, my truth.. because i love you

- oh how i love you with all of my heart!!!