A man is a necessary evil who cut your wings, or the one who give you the power to continue even if tomorrow will be like today, and today was the same like yesterday. But most of the times you are not so wise when you must to make a choice.
A woman is like a journey, who start again right after we think we are close to finish, and every crossroad will bring more questions instead of answers.
A woman is a mystery, and sometimes, in order to discover her, we discover first ourselves, as men.