It's the cat

All the white stuff falling from the sky,
Like all the stars letting loose and having a dance party.
It's covering my black curly hair and in the fading light it looks so magical.
And when my dog plays in it,

Up until that day,
We said we loved eachother.
Almost all my best memories are with you.
But we were busy.
And apperently I'm more responsible because I can handle my busy life and you.
If you had cared or payed attention,

It was opening night,
And we knew it was going to snow.
But right before we started warming up,
Someone looked out the window.
"It's snowing!"
Everyone rushed to the windows to see.

We are meant to question things,
But lately I've had my doubts.
About you.
And suddenly I'm realizing how different we are.

Mon Cher,
Today was really nice.
I wish you appreciated things more.
If only you knew the amount of things I remember from every second I'm with you,
I never forget.
You always enjoy being with me,

He sat under the old, drafty window. The thunder crashed and the rain poured down like it was crying. The wind howled like a lost soul, lonely and hollow. The floorboards creaked and he shivered. Then his electronic letter machine buzzed.