What did you think little girl?
That he’d come and take you away?
He is also stuck,
A fly in honey
A fly on a sticky mat
A fly with its wings peeled off
Everyone needs rescuing
And now you’ll have to be your own ambulance
Your own siren call
Your own rescue helicopter
Your own intervention
It is okay, little girl
To want
To lose
To want to lose
And then want again
Forgive yourself a little,
To  be human is to have an excuse to err