I Never Asked (Not a Fairy Tale)

I never asked for happily-ever-after or once-upon-a-time.

I never wished for a fairy tale (not really, not truly)

Or a typical rom-com plot

I never expected you to be Prince Charming

and sweep me off my feet.

I never called for help, I was no damsel in distress.

No wish for knight-in-armor-shining

to joust in my honor and win me glory.

Dragons are scarce these days,

and sacrificing virgins has fallen out of style.

I have no need for a thousand ships

or a Romeo hiding in my garden.

I don't reside in a barren tower, or a towering palace.

My curiosity is not piqued by forbidden things,

by prohibited knowledge and locked doors.

I never asked you to be impossibly strong and protective

or to rescue me from the perils of life.

I never asked you to be my all-in-all,

my heart in you residing.

I never wished for your whole life,

Your whole heart, your whole self.

I never requested that you be my true love,

or protect me from hurt and danger.

I never asked you to offer your life for mine,

without a second thought.

All I asked for was a little bit of your love

in return for a little bit of mine.

A little bit of your life,

in return for a little bit of mine.

A little bit of your self,

in return for a little bit of mine.

A little bit of your trust,

in return for a little bit of mine.

All I asked for was a little love,

not a fairy tale.

This is, to quote Kiersten, "A poem I wrote and liked, but which has no personal relevance to my life whatsoever." Well, almost. The idea for this poem came to me a while ago, but I didn't sit down and write it until I was no longer in the situation that created the emotions that created the idea.