People

People

People can be tricky,
Dealing with them is hard,
But people aren't like bedsheets,
To lay with then discard.

People aren't like games,
To play with 'til complete,
And people aren't like bills,
To be tossed on the heap.

People aren't like clothes,
To be washed and hung out to dry,
Then spend weeks in a closet,
Because they've lost their dye.

People aren't like insects,
To be squashed without a thought,
People aren't like politicians,
Their loyalties are not bought.

People aren't like photos,
To be chopped and changed at will,
People are like people,
And most importantly,
They have feelings too.

But this particular person,
This one's heart is true,
And deep down he knows,
That he will always love you.