Another analogy for losing friends and people we love. I believe that we are formed of bricks. However, we are born with some missing ones. We meet people that fill such missing bricks and make us complete by fitting in the right place. As we carry on in life, some of those bricks fall or break and maybe we lose them without knowing. A hole is formed in our bodies and the wind keeps flowing through while the gust noise reminds us of our lost memories, and it hurts.