People are like stories.
Different kinds, different durations,
You think of some and smile.
You wish for some to always be with you.
You try to distance yourself from some.
And you try to keep some so close
that it blurs your vision.
Some feel real, others feel like a bubble blown by the sun at night.
Some hold your hand and make you feel alive,
others make you realize about
the part inside you that has
now been long dead.
You want to place the memory
of some in your wallet while
you regret meeting some.
Such is life!
Such are people!