I have a friend who is dedicated to one purpose and making one woman happy. He gets up early in the morning and works all day and comes home 12-15 hours later. Still he has time for the small girl he has put in this world.
I on the contrary am very superficial. I travel across the world and every day I re-event myself. In the morning I wake up and decide to make another woman happy.
Somewhere very far away there is a girl who needs my help, but I cannot find her. She is maybe the only woman I can dedicate myself to. Here we talk so much about biology and blood, but I do not believe in those things. I already made too many mistakes which will torment me into eternity. This is the reason why I keep travelling across the world until I find her.