What stuck can be like

him: i don’t understand you

my heart: but that is my life’s longing, to be understood

my head: i can’t even understand me

him: you are difficult to be with

my heart: but i am trying to prove to myself the opposite

my head: he is right, as almost always

him: we had that same conversation last week

my heart: don’t say that. i want to know i am making progress

my head: you are right, fuck — where is the progress?

him: i wouldn’t want your brain for a day

my heart: me neither

my head: me neither

what stuck feels like.