To the north where the air is cold,
and the men are littered with green,
I think you should stay.

Because you and I?

We are better as
you
and then
I
than we are as
you and I.

So I think you should stay where the air is
almost as cold as you have now made
my heart.

and the men are littered with green
almost as green as the monster you let
devour me.

So let me breathe, here, to the south
that is full with memories,
of you promising me, we wouldn't stay.

But you and I?

I think we should stay.
You to the north,
and me to the south.