Some pull closer to their loves when their heart feels the winter, some pull closer to their friends to not burden their loves with it, some push away completely, in hopes that that bridge isn't covered by the time they come back around.
Maybe I'll make a cabin out of materials that brought the slightest smile to your face, you can stay there and I'll remain on the other side of that bridge so you won't be affected by the way the draft brings in the snow