“One of the principles of the Italian mafia is to never cheat on your wife, because: if you are capable of betraying someone you trust by closing your eyes and sleeping next to you, you are not worthy of anyone's trust." I take this message very hard seriously, having only one woman in my life. You are my source of peace in my world of wars, you are my sun on a stormy day, you are the life that I will keep until after death. I'm at a mafia party - I'm the boss - and obviously you're there, but at some point I lost sight of you. My heart freezes, you are my air without you I can't live. I leave some mobsters who are with me and I desperately look for you around the room. When I find you with a group of women, I walk up to you and pull you towards me, breathing against your neck, searching for air.