AN: With love, for Paula who will forever be the Breeze to my Dekka.
Have you ever tried to catch the wind with your
bare hands?
Have you ever curled your fingers around it, only to have it
s.l.i.p.
through the cracks, leaving you
empty-handed?
But you've never tried catching it, have you, Dekka?
It's such a
silly(stupid)
desire, trying to hold on to what no human can.
But you've tried something just as silly.
You've reached out for
h.e.r.
curled your fingers desperately like you're grasping for the meaning of life.
You've reached for her, but she always seems to slip through the
c/r/a/c/k/s
in your fingers, always slipping away before you can hold on.
And though she's solid, though humans can
touch
her, you know that she's still just the like the wind.
