I do not want someone "brave enough"
to love me
to tear their way through my heart
to leave the wreckage they pass through
worse than before

I want someone soft
to take their time
to notice me in the corner
to silently help me tidy up

to tuck me in bed next to them
with nothing but a "good job" and my kiss
on their lips

yet the days stopped turning to night
ever stretching
everpresent
I just wanted the sky to fade

and the worst part of it all is
I almost loved you

I was a breath away

and I'm terrified

I've never had the privilege to be
the main character
never enough for a leading role

always bleeding plain red
instead of magic