Seeing all these poems,
focused on the delicacy that is a friendship.

Seeing all these words,
that describe how that kind of relationship
is supposed to feel.

Seeing all these people,
who relate to having this person
that chooses them
over,
and over,
and over again.

Seeing all of this,
and realizing
that I will never get to know
what that feels like.

I will never get to know
what it...