Types of warmth

Really, there are types of warmth.

Exactly there are.

The first type is that which burns so fast and leaves so quick — just in the blink of an eye. You will never know what to do. You will never know when to surrender. You will always be half a foot inside and half outside the door, because it's so confusing, it's so much to bear all at once. But it's always dreamy, it's always unreal. It's always too good to be true. 

The second type is the one that only burns to burn you all. It engulfs you inside. It leaves  you only with scars, burns, and ashes. It leaves you like never before. It leaves you with more pain than healing. It takes away more than it ever offered. You are just like a moth reaching the candle flame, not knowing it will take away your soul.

And the third type is, like yours — sacred —

It burns slow, but forever long. The type that never goes away, no matter what. The type that won’t scare you through its intensity. The type that doesn’t burn your soul. The type that stays all along. The type that lets you surrender. The type that promises you no scars. The type that makes you feel safe and at home. The type that is forever yours to claim.

There are many other types too. But I haven’t figured them all yet. And tonight… I don’t want to figure anything more. I want to listen to the silence like never before....because stillness is also a type – A type of warmth. The fourth type.