Share 'You and I'

Prefrence: The air smelled like dust and dead roses. The air was warm although when I opend my eyes it was snowing. A snow flake landed on my finger and every little ice connected made something lovely.   I stood up carefuly feeling something odd. Looking around the old house was sad pictures of my childhood. Every frame had dust upon it as well as every surface that was untouched. I put the pize…