I've been thinking..

Life isn't that complicated when you sit down and think about it. 

We're born. We experience the wonders of the Universe. And then we die. 

It's the muddled misunderstandings, in-fighting, and heartbreaks in the middle that make life overwhelming. 

We shouldn't have to endure life. It should be lived. Celebrated. 

Suffering shouldn't be a part of it.

The ponderings of a hopeful romantic, who looks at life through an idealistic lens. 

I can't help but wonder if the world were a more loving and welcoming place, would we be kinder to each other? Show love to our fellow man?