waiting

For the first time in ages I`m excited about something. I guess it really does not matter that I know that in the end it will go wrong and I`ll end up hurt and in misery. I really don`t understand why I let these things get on to me. The night is coming. All I see is something else at the moment because....well...it gets me...There`s still too much time. I don`t kow how to deal with all this. I know my excitement and anticipation will end in desperation and loneliness...and in misery....nothing gets right now....welcome to emptiness...