Life seems, at a glance, insignificant and short.  
You're born and then you die;
which is looking at life from a completely objective point of view.  

But we're not objects.
We think and reason with "I".
Life's not objective.

It's subjective.  We don't glance at things.
We think and feel and reason about everything and nothing.
We know how a bonfire smells and how it feels wearing our favourite jeans on an October night.
Or how my girlfriend looks when we've stayed up too late to fall asleep and all I see is her face in the dark on my bed.
But I feel her.  Her legs. And her hands.
And how the sky turns orange sometimes with the sun.
And then blue and then black with the moon.

We all love life.  Let's keep loving it and each other.
I love you.