STUCK
-WITH YOU,
AND
-YOU’RE,
STUCK
-WITH ME,
AND
I’M,
STUCK
-WITH THEM.

STUCK ON
-THAT WORD,
STUCK ON
-THAT LINE,
STUCK
- IN
A RUT,
STUCK.

STUCK,
AND
NEED MORE,
-TIME.

STUCK
WITH
YOU,
FOR THIS,
TIME,
SO
YOUR,
STUCK
WITH
ME,
FOR THAT
TIME.

AND
THEY ARE
STUCK
IN THE MIDDLE
OF
THEIR LOVE.

STUCK IN/BY
THE/THIS LOVE,
FROM YOU,

MAYBE
BECAUSE,
IT’S NOT
GIVEN,
BY ME,
OR
BY
YOU,
OR,
BECAUSE
OF THEM,
OR
JUST BEING,
- UNSURE,

WHY HAS
IT
BECOME,
SO
-STUCK
LIKE THIS?

IT’S
UP,
TO BOTH, (PARTIES)
OF US,
TO,
FIND,
A WAY,
TO
BECOME,
-UN STUCK.

ONLY,
US TWO,
CAN,
WORK OUT,
THE WAY,
TO STAY,
-UN STUCK.

TO DO
THIS,
YOU
WILL NEED,
TO,
OPEN UP,
THAT
COMMUNICATION,
AND,
FIND,
A WAY,
TO COMPROMISE,
AND,
SATISFY,
EACH OTHER’S,
NEEDS,
SO THAT,
YOU WILL (BOTH)
NO LONGER,
IN FUTURE,
AGAIN,
BECOME….

-STUCK
© By HF-Whisper
7/2/2021 23:26-23/02/2021

Stuck.
You're stuck.
So that must mean I am too.
I don't want to be stuck.
My love for you grows
More and more each day.
But I can never stay stuck.

Stuck.
I was stuck.
Long before I met you.
I didn't want to be stuck then,
And I don't now.
Trapped within a
Disgustingly thick, slimy stuck
I worked my way deep in to find
Nothing but more unruly muck.

Stuck.
I'm only halfway stuck.
But you're all the way stuck.
I'm not going back in.
I'll suffocate again,
Lose myself and become
The demon that attaches to
My weakening soul like
The grotesque parasite it is.
You can stay stuck all you want
But you'll never find me down there
While you wallow around in your
Muddled conceptions of yourself.

Stuck.
Yeah, right.
But I'll be here
At the edge of the muck
Waiting to help you out
When you get unstuck.

I want to move on,
But I am stuck.
Stuck on the memories.
Stuck on what could've been.
Stuck on wondering what went wrong.
Stuck on wondering what more I could've done.

I am stuck on the way you made me laugh.
I am stuck on the way you held my hand.
I am stuck on the way you held me in your arms, as we gazed up at the stars on a cold December night.
I am stuck on our roadtrips and our perfectly imperfect duets.
I am stuck on who you empowered and encouraged me to be.
I am stuck on how you made me feel and who you were when I was falling in love.

Now, I see you,
And every time I do,
My heart breaks all over.
I see you talk to everyone else in the room, and bit by bit I fall apart inside.
I see you with other girls, encouraging them the way you did me at the beginning.
I see you moving on, completely unstuck,
Completely unphased by the torment I am in.

You made me genuinely happy.
Happier than I've ever been.
And I can choose to be joyful
and patient
and kind
and humble
and good,

But happiness is stuck in the past with you.