Just a simple boy with a simple dream,
To meet a simple girl and together do simple things;

Take away the complicated scene of  social interactions,
Do away with the complex setting of unstable emotions;

Imagine the innocent picture of a boy and a girl walking in the sunset,
Their hands held tightly together with hopes and dreams strolling towards the light;

O how bittersweet it is to imagine something so simple,
Yet know that things never are that easy or straightforward; 

Very often it is the shadows of yesterday that affects the hopes of tomorrow,
Where the sunlight of today is masked by the swallowing darkness of past sorrow;

Not Simple.