People.

I never really liked people,
The ones who always made me wonder,
Why am I here? Shouldn't I be happy?
I constantly questioned, until I saw her,
Her bright blue eyes
her golden locks of silky smooth hair,
her smile of sunshine would fill my heart,
her name made me grin more than anything.

And I never really liked people,
but she made an exception,
she was always there for me,
until she wasn't,
and that's okay,
because some things weren't meant to be,
and I no longer can see her silky smooth hair,
or ocean blue eyes,
and I don't love her anymore,
because she left me.

But I never really liked people anyways, right?