Exercise

This was a creative writing exercise given to me by a close friend...

As I open the door to your box, I can feel the cold before I grab you. Dry and hard you are at first, but as you adjust to the warmth of my hand you start to drip. The cold sensation numbs my palm and you just keep on dripping. Wet and slippery is what you're becoming while you decrease in size. Your wetness slips through my fingers. As I hold you tighter your coldness is numbing, the wetter you get the smaller you become until I open my hand and you're just a puddle of water