I don’t need a hero.
I’m not looking for someone to save me.
I saved myself long ago.
I don’t mind going solo.
I’m not looking for someone to complete me.
I am whole and complete, alone.
But
I’d like someone to join me in crazy adventures.
I want someone to pull me into a hug.
I’d like someone to dance me around the kitchen.
I want someone to see the beauty in my wild.
I’d like to be kissed on the neck when I least expect it.
That’s what I’d like that’s what I want.
What do you want?