You make me want to be brave,
I know that because I’d go to war with you.
I’d curse angels and battle demons,
if it meant a smile would settle on your face.
You make me want to be brave,
I know because I’ve changed who I am for you.
Gone are the days I’d run from fears,
here are the days where I soldier even when my strength is gone.
You make me want to be brave,
I know because I still have fears but I have better priorities now and my biggest fear is the risk of losing you.
Excerpt from Chapter 4: Dear Gentle One of “African Gentleman” by Jade Novelist