there are those little,
insignificant,
things in our lives that give us an extreme feeling of pureness
and happiness,
such as a butterfly flying over our heads,
or a mother loving her daughter unconditionally,
or a sailor painting the name of a lover on his ship.
those kinds of things,
those insignificant,
pathetic,
and little things
makes us realize that maybe,
after all the wars and the insanity we have in our world,
there's still humanity
in a sea of fears and uncertainties.
