Mr. "Perfect face"
Mr. "Here to stay"
Mr. "Looked me in the eye and told me you would never go away"
Steve was perfect. Bucky thought so, at least. Steve was his best friend, though Bucky had always felt more. He always wanted more. He knew, deep down, that he couldn't have more, but he never let go of the hope of it all. He thought that at the very least, he'd always have his best friend. "Till the end of the line," they had promised. A promise Bucky never intended to have broken.
Everything was right
Mr. "I've been waiting for you all my life"
Mr. "Every single day until the end, I will be by your side"
The words haunted him. "Till the end of the line." It was a promise, an agreement they made. Bucky didn't make promises lightly, and he didn't think Steve did either. Everything had been perfect. Finally, they had the chance to live in peace. They could escape constant war and live the life they had always intended to in the 40s. They were going to stay with each other, and fight for one another until the end of their days. Steve didn't uphold his end of the bargain.
But that was when I got to know Mr. "Change of heart"
Mr. "Leaves me all alone, " I fall apart
It takes everything in me just to get up each day
But it's wonderful to see that you're okay
Steve broke his promise. He spent most of his life fighting to get Bucky back, then left him. Bucky was all alone, he was heartbroken. The hope he had been holding on to for decades had been shattered abruptly. The promise they made was broken far before Bucky could prepare. Bucky struggled, trying to find purpose in his life after being left alone in a world he wasn't raised for. He felt so isolated, the pain almost too much to bear. Sure, he had a friend, but there was nobody who understood him. Not the serum, not what it was like to wake up with no idea what had happened to the world, not the overwhelming amount of new information. It was far worse when he found Steve had not wrestled with the choice to leave at all.
Hello Mr. "Perfectly fine"
How's your heart after breaking mine?
Mr. "Always at the right place at the right time, " baby
Hello Mr. "Casually cruel"
Mr. "Everything revolves around you"
I've been Miss "Misery" since your goodbye
And you're Mr. "Perfectly fine"
Bucky had been absolutely miserable since losing Steve. It was getting harder and harder to live through each day. He decided he'd never find love, after all, he wasted all his life in love with someone who had never loved him back. He was in pain, an unbearable amount of it. How was Steve so okay while he was so alone? He was struggling every day. It gets harder and harder the more he thought about it; The more he realized Steve was fine, the less fine he was himself.
Mr. "Never told me why"
Mr. "Never had to see me cry"
Mr. "Insincere apology so he doesn't look like the bad guy"
He goes about his day
Forgets he ever even heard my name
Well, I thought you might be different than the rest
I guess you're all the same
Steve never had to deal with the consequences. He never knew how much he had hurt Bucky, how broken he left the already fragile man. He didn't give Bucky any reason for leaving, leaving him to wonder if it was his fault. Bucky blamed himself for a long time, probably far too long. Bucky had always seen something in Steve. He thought Steve was different from every other man in his life. Everyone else had either left him or died. Steve almost managed to do both at once. Steve became just like everyone else in Bucky's life.
'Cause I hear he's got his arm 'round a brand-new girl
I've been pickin' up my heart, he's been pickin' up her
And I never got past what you put me through
But it's wonderful to see that it never phased you
Steve chose Peggy. Bucky was never even on his radar. He met Peggy long after he met Bucky, and lost her long before, yet she was still his first choice. As Bucky worked to fix his broken pieces, Steve was having the time of his life with the woman. He left Bucky to clean up a mess he hadn't planned on making. It had been months, and Bucky was still hurt every time Steve was mentioned. It was as if he would never move on.
So dignified in your well-pressed suit
So strategized, all the eyes on you
Sashay away to your seat
It's the best seat, in the best room
Bucky knew Steve never wanted the glory. Even so, he had it. Bucky was a footnote in the great story of "Captain America." He was placed on a pedestal Bucky could never dream of seeing. Maybe it was inevitable that he'd be forgotten. Bucky never knew what it was like to be celebrated. He was drafted into war, presumed dead, and returned as a villain. He would never be as celebrated as Steve was.
Oh, he's so smug, Mr. "Always wins"
So far above me in every sense
So far above feeling anything
Steve never backed down from a fight. He rarely ever lost. Bucky had known loss far more than he knew wins. He caused harm, hurt people, and lost his mind. Bucky always knew Steve was better than him, or he always considered him such. He knew that everyone would rather have Steve still around than Bucky. Steve left him, his reputation and redeeming qualities taken with him. His heart was broken, he didn't trust himself anymore. He wishes he didn't feel this, he wishes he was more like the man he fell in love with. He wishes he went numb.
And it's really such a shame
It's such a shame
'Cause I was Miss "Here to stay"
Now I'm Miss "Gonna be alright someday"
And someday maybe you'll miss me
But by then, you'll be Mr. "Too late"
Bucky was willing to keep his promise. He was going to stay by Steve's side to the end. He knew he had to move on, and he was going to. Someday. He would be alright. The hopelessness and the heartbreak will dissipate into something real. Maybe by then, Steve would've come back. But Bucky will have moved on; Bucky will live his life for himself. He hadn't gotten to do that since he was a child. It was about time.
Goodbye Mr. "Perfectly Fine."
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Marvel (MCU) Song Fics
FanfictionA collection of writings based on songs. Usually, Sambucky or Stucky, though others will be included as authors come up with ideas or by request.