Love

What do you see when you look into my eyes? Do you see the emptiness
or you see remorse?
Could you ever be able to feel the depth i’ve been hiding from you,
so you couldn’t laugh,so you couldn’t laugh...
What do you do behind my backs,out of my sight,
what do you hide,are you a coward?
And i’m still here but you don’t own me,you can’t have me
the way you want,you can’t,just see it in my eyes.
I froze my heart,so you can’t hurt what is dead for a while,
but you don’t know that,don’t you?
You think i’ll be so happy seeing you again,oh you think
you could make this right,but your touch tears my heart.
I don’t want this,so be gone,i’ll choose the best lies for you
so you could believe it,oh you will believe it,finally,you’ll be gone,
far away from my sight,far away from my heart.
But i wander,sometimes,does it hurts when you’re all alone,
covered with the emptiness,tortured by the thoughts...
Oh you left me there before...

From an email I got.



TAKING A WOMAN TO BED

What is the difference between girls/woman aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58, 68, and 78?

At 8 -- You take her to bed and tell her a story.

At 18 -- You tell her a story and take her to bed.

At 28 -- You don’t need to tell her a story to take her to bed.

At 38 -- She tells you a story and takes you to bed.

At 48 -- She tells you a story to avoid going to bed.

At 58 -- You stay in bed to avoid her story.

At 68 -- If you take her to bed, that'll be a story!

At 78 -- What story??? What bed??? Who the hell are you???