Is it goodbye?

I don't know how to say this,
and you may wonder why,
but I can't tell you how I feel without a tear or two in my eye.
You've been a dear friend,
kinder than many others,
it's strange to say this, but you've been almost like a brother.
You've taught me so many things that I never knew before.
I want to say it isn't over, and that you can teach me so many more.
But, I just think it's dying,
and I really don't know why.
Both of us our trying- trying not to let go, and trying not to cry.
That first day when you kissed me,
that was my favorite day,
and I'd never change it or make it any other way.
All the memories we've made will stay permanently in my head.
I don't wanna ever hear you say that our love is "dead".
We had something special,
and we've still got it too.
It just seems like we don't know quite what to do.
Maybe you're changing,
and I see me changing too.
I know it'll be so hard to keep going on without you.
So take this goodbye gracefully;
it's not really a goodbye.
Just hold me for a minute,
I really need to cry.