Sometimes late at night

 I think about all the things that have been,

 all the things that haven’t 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.

and just do whatever i feel is right 

thats what life's about, isn't :))