White Flame

She is the one holding those quiet moments in her hands
She has those secrets you dare not share with anyone
But you shared it with her
Told her your fears, your joys, everything
Trusted her with a piece of your soul
As you should have
She is the one who would never betray you
The one who would stand by you in the darkest nights and brightest days
She protected you from yourself
You gave her things you've never given anyone else before
Made her apart of you in a subtle but intense way
She never did you wrong
Never held anything you said in trust over you
She took those things in her hands and locked them away for safe keeping
Not a word shall be uttered
Not a regret made
The only one with the key is you and her
And she would not use her's unless you asked her to do so
Oh the power she has with such secrets
The things she could do to you
The worlds she could destroy with a whisper
But she does not
It doesn't even cross her mind to do such evil
Because she is a rare woman indeed
Not a second place, but a first and only woman
You know someone like her only comes around once in this life
This realization makes you grab ahold of her and adore her with all your being
And she...
She makes you feel like the only man she will ever care about so deeply
Makes you feel like the King of her world, every single day
Everyone knows you got the best
Everyone tells you, she is the one
In all this praise she still humble
Nothing goes to her head, nothing inflates her ego
She tells them she is blessed to have YOU
Such an amazing man to have as a best friend and a lover
Unfortunately...old habits die hard
And you...such an amazing man have decided you can't be with such a rare woman
You...just can't
So after a few months...maybe even a year or so...you do something unimaginable
You cut her deep
The pieces of her heart she gave you mean nothing now
And there is no explanation as to why...but there are excuses...lots and lots of excuses
This woman hears you, sees you, knows you
And all you can do is offer up excuses
So with all her strength...all her soul...all her fire...she walks away
Having learned another lesson
Having collected more secrets
Having become MORE aware of who she is
In the quietness she may shed a few tears
Not because you are no longer there
Not because you hurt her for no reason at all
But because she showed you her rarity and you still abused such beauty
She will not cry long though
She will carry on as you fade from her memory
As you become somebody she no longer flinches about
And one day, when she can barely remember your face...
She come across the secrets she has of you
She will smile a wicked little smile at the thought of letting them loose
But she won't
Lucky for you, she isn't made like that
She will take these secrets, put them in a jar like fireflies, label it with your name and put you on the shelf
With the others
Her collection isn't many at all
But what she does have is intense
She will look at them all with fuzzy memories and then close and lock the door again
Only to return there if she has more secrets to put on the shelf
For she doesn't need to linger and revel over them
She doesn't care to go through the details of such people anymore
She has a fire to keep lit
And no matter how many try to stomp it out, it won't go out
She is a rare woman
And when she finds the one man who will cherish, love and appreciate her rarity,
there will no longer be a need to store the secrets of the past men
She will burn them all and you will just be sitting there...
With your puddle that you ditched her for
Rare is the woman who knows a mans secrets and doesn't use them against him, even when he hurts her
and chooses to be with someone as deep and rare as a puddle on a rainy day.

copyrighted AMA 2014