stuck.

I'm not stuck on someone.
I'm stuck on something.

But that something
Has come
In the form of someone,
Which,
Of course,
Makes it more difficult
To become unstuck.
Because
I can't just violently
Or suddenly
Rip that something
Away from me
Upon impulse.
I've tried that already.
And it hurts.
Because that something
Is actually
A someone.
And someones
-More than
mere somethings-
Have feelings
That must be taken
Into consideration.
Someones deserve
Dignity
Respect
And care
Because they have
Hearts that beat
Life
And lungs that breathe
Air.

So,
I am stuck.
Really, really
stuck.

Stuck between
What should never
Have been,
But what,
Nevertheless,
Is.

Stuck between
What is not
A mistake,
Yet what is also
Not
The most sensible
Choice I could have made
-And still,
Currently,
Make.

Well,
Actually,
It's quite
Sensible
-In some ways-
But absolutely
Crazy
In others.

Oooooh!
I am so stuck!
Stuckety
Stuck
Stuck
Stuck.

But this
Sticky situation
Is not beyond
Hope.
That
-At least-
Is for certain.
To become unstuck
Is very possible.
It has been done.
Stuck someones
From everywhere
Do it everyday.
But the process
Will be
-And has been-
Painful
And not
Fun.

Like ripping a bandaid
Off sensitive flesh,
Whether you do it
Fast
Or
Slow
Matters little,
For both
Hurt
Like hell
And often reveal
A nasty scar,
Which only
Time
Can cover up
Well.

I almost asked,
"Oh, what to do?"
But that is not
An intelligent
Question,
For the answer
Is quite obvious:
Get unstuck!

Now I want to ask,
"OK, so then
How to do it?"
But that question
Is pointless, too.
For it does not
Matter
So much
How,
But only
That I
Do.