If I could,
I would love you
armour and all.
I see you as you hide behind your cold exterior
and the walls you’ve built.
You’re complicated to love,
comfortable in the battle scars
and even though you’re fighting yourself to move on,
you still hold to the belief that hurt is inevitable.
If I could,
I would love you
armour and all
but I want the you behind the defences,
behind the regrets,
behind the unforgiven decisions of the past.
Excerpt from Chapter 2: A Gentleman’s Love of “African Gentleman” by Jade Novelist