A few steps into another universe, far behind us I hope.

Tired of this and that, dancing in between, enjoying just the begining but never the end, waiting for a sign that I know for sure i'll never come, damn!
Fucking way of seeing life!
Yes I know, I should be able to sleep better, live better, enjoy more and wait for my death, but it is impossible if the longing for you is all over me, what should I do? I ask my friend, go for it!, she said, yes maybe later I said to her while both of us take a piece of the same pie, how pathetic is that?