Not A Love Story

It's not a love story
It's not a coming of age
It's not the kind of thing you put into a play
It's just a small story
Just two friends all grown up
It happens. It happens
It happens one day
One day.

We saw our breath though it was hardly winter
A passer by would say he'd seen it all before
The folded arms, the wounded eyes
The signs that we both ignored
The old cathedral looming in the shadows
The only thing we saw amid the thread of tears
We didn't speak. Our lips were numb
The world didn't crumble
You say goodbye, but do you know it's really over?
You say goodbye, but do you comprehend it?
You go along thinking that things like this never change
And they go and change.

It's not a love story
It's not a coming of age
It's not the kind of thing you put into a play
It's just a small story
Just two friends all grown up
It happens. It happens
It happens one day.

Why
Does it keep coming back to one dark second?
We're skipping physics just to hold each other's hands
Our stomaches quake, our fresh mistake
We go on demanding more
Until we're sleeping in a squalid dorm room
Below a bunk we hold each other so tight
Cuz there's not room here at all
We have to spoon or we'll fall
But we refuse
We will not say the bed is too small
For us.

We only wanted more unending
More
A horizon stretching out as far as we can see
I'd have you. You'd have me
As sure as time would pass
As permanent as stone cathedrals.

Maybe if we hadn't skipped physics
We'd know everything has a decay
We hadn't learned yet that each romance has a last day
Cathedral bells ring out to mark the hour
Reminding us that this was just another night
And hours pass, and morning breaks
And somehow there's still some light.

You say goodbye but do you really know it's over?
You say goodbye but do you comprehend it?
There was a time when you were sure some things never change
But that can also change.

It's not a love story
It's just a small story
And it happens one day
Why today?