Please understand.

"We never meant to stay here..."
"Is it your intention to break my heart?"
"We were here for the gold, here for the go..."
"You're so distant."
"We got stuck here for the winter."
Sometimes it's not exactly our intentions, but whatever happens.


And you know, things happen. Hearts grow weaker, weaker.

"We got stuck here for the winter
Blinded by golden dollar signs
We built some simple structures
Temporary, not permanent
But each year we dug much deeper
And each year things got more serious
Each year our hearts grew weaker"




But. 
Things. 
Happen. 


So give it up, already. 
You know what this is. 
You know what's happening. 


And things do happen.