What is the worst that could happen if you were to let your guard down for just one day? A day where the heavy chain mesh and metal armour lat dormant in some dark corner, just close enough to provide some sort of security and protection. After all, that was the reason you began wearing such heavy armour to begin with…to protect the essence which is you…the compassionate, humble, free-spirited, loveable you that you keep enmeshed in the heaviest of iron, as so no one may ever get close enough to experience your true self. Then again, I must have, or how would I know and be able to describe the man hiding under all that cold, aloof exterior? How can you not admit that when our bodies are entwined you don’t feel me in your heart? As our bodies fervently clawing each other, digging deeper into one another’s soul…Tell me you can’t feel me inside you? Perhaps you wear your armour to keep me locked away, tucked safe within your steely exterior, as so no other could ever come between us. What is the worst that could happen if we were freed from all that weighs us both down. I think the worst that could happen would be for us to love…unconditionally.