I was once a blank sheet of paper, as new and innocent as a snowflake fresh from the clouds.
Your hands took me in, bent, folded and forced me into a form I had not expected to take.
Yet when you placed me upon the water, I danced upon its surface and my anger washed away to reveal the joy of freedom.
Though as the rain flowed within me I began to lose my buoyant mood and vibrant colours.
And as my shredded heart began to sink, I found myself longing for the certain embrace of your hands.