A Love as Fleeting as the Wind

Along the seashore, a crab wandered here and there when, all of a sudden, a gentle breeze brushed past her. It startled her, and she muttered to herself about the sudden intrusion. The breeze, calm and unbothered, moved on, but the crab couldn’t help wondering if he would pass by again.

To her surprise, he did. What started as a rare visit soon became a regular occurrence? The breeze began to visit the crab often, and eventually, these visits turned into daily moments they shared. The crab, with her spiky claws and crabby attitude that often kept others away, found herself softening in the presence of the breeze. She would scold him for being late and wish he could stay longer, but she also couldn’t help but dance lightly in his embrace, swaying like a flower caught in his gentle touch.

The breeze, though usually calm and tender, was not always the same. There were times he turned into a storm, fierce and overwhelming. Those moments frightened the crab, who would hide in her shell, but even then, she did not truly resent him. She understood that the storm was just another side of him.

Although the breeze could never stay, as he had many places to go, the crab waited for him every day. She longed for his presence, his gentle touch against her rough edges. Even though they were so different, she, bound to the shore, and he, free to wander, they shared a connection that was hers to treasure.

Some loves are fleeting but unforgettable, like the dance of a crab and the breeze that always finds its way back to her.