Live-laugh-love

Sometimes late at night I think about all the things that have been, all the things that havent been and all the things yet to be. If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves all over the world. If I could live on sunlight and the city sounds and fall asleep in those thousands of lighted windows. I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me, if I will ever truly understand anything…and if there’s really anything to understand at all