I don't know what's worse

Losing a friend

Or losing someone you had feelings for

I do know

It's hard when they're the same person

And everything you thought you knew about them no longer seems true.

I think I've realized the more poems I write about someone the more toxic they are to me

Here's number 25 for you

I suppose that pales in comparison to the thousands I wrote for my first love but I've known you a lot less time

And you've never even been mine

And that's okay

Because at this rate

You never will be.