No one could hold me.
This is who I am.
It was never my intention. I was always attracted to something
that gave life,
that created fields of beautiful flowers,
that fed trees under the gazes of sunlight.
I cannot be yours. I'm someone else's.
If you hold me I'll slip out of your hand.
I'm sorry that you love me
But I cannot be caged or contained in boxes,
That is not who I am
- Water
