Beginning of the End

I remember it, that night we crashed into fate and saw defeat, Thinking back it was your doorway light that filled my mind, Because it was under that light that I took a seat and watched us burn, And the funeral was nice so I said "goodbye" and "I'll see you soon", That night both our heads hung low, And even though it was 75 it still felt cold, Because minutes passed without a word, And for us silence was all we had, And as I turned to leave you asked me quick, "we'll be friends, won't we still?", I said "Of course" but you stared in disbelief, Your eyes filling with my obvious insincerity, So then I turned and took the steps I never thought I'd have to take, And I left before you could see the tears leave my face, Six months later and I still see you as I saw you then, Standing there beneath your doorway light, a lone figure in the night.