The Size of Our Love
Sleater-Kinney Lyrics

Our love is the size of
Our love is not grand, but painfully suffocating and endless like the malignant tumors that have taken over our bodies.

These tumors inside us
We are both ill, fighting the same disease that is consuming our bodies from within.

Our love is the size of
Our love is confined within these walls, constant and unyielding like the hospital room we are trapped in.

This hospital room, you're my hospital groom
This room is now our home, and you are my partner in sickness, my support, and my witness.

Put the ring on my finger
Marry me now, and make our commitment official, so I can feel the weight of our love, both its comfort and its burden.

So tight it turns blue
The ring on my finger symbolizes our bond, but it is also a reminder of the constriction that threatens to choke us both in this room.

A constant reminder
Every moment spent here is a reminder of our mortality, and that if one of us succumbs to this disease, the other will be left to face it alone.

I'll die in this room if you die in this room
We are trapped in this place, tethered to each other, and we will both bear witness to each other's pain, struggle, and eventual fate.

Sit like a watchdog
I will keep vigil for any sign of hope or change, while also bracing myself for the worst news that may come our way.

And patiently wait
We must be patient, as time seems to crawl by in this space, and each day feels like a lifetime.

Listen for footsteps
The sound of footsteps outside our door is a reminder that life goes on elsewhere, while we are both forced to confront the harsh reality of our mortality here.

Down the hallways, visit beds like they're graves
Each time someone passes by, I am reminded of the many others who have lost their lives in this hospital, and that our turn may come sooner than later.

Days go by so slowly
Time seems to stand still in this room, as each day is drawn out, and we realize that this cycle of waiting, hoping, and fearing may never end.

Nights go by so slowly
Even in our sleep, we cannot escape the sense of dread, sadness, and isolation that permeates this room, and we wake up to another day of struggle and woe.

In a hospital room
Our world has been reduced to this single, sterile room, stripped of all color, beauty, and vitality.

In a box built for two
We are both confined within the walls of this room, our destinies intertwined, and our survival dependent on each other's will to live and fight.

I fight for air, fight for my own air
Every breath is a battle in itself, as our lungs struggle to keep up with the demands of our failing bodies, and we cling desperately to life.

Forget all the things I can do alone
We are both stripped of our independence, our sense of pride, and our belief in our abilities, as we realize that we need each other more than ever.

I fight for a heart, I fight for a strong heart
Our hearts are fragile, and our wills easily broken, and yet we still muster the strength to believe in our love, in the face of uncertainty and despair.

I fight to never know this sickness you know
I wish I could keep you from this fate, spare you the pain and suffering that I have endured, and yet I know that I cannot protect you, any more than you can protect me.

But I know it's my own, I gave it a home
This disease is now a part of me, something that I cannot escape or deny, and something that has made its home within my very being, much like our love, which has found a home in this room.

This hole in the ground, where my heart's buried now
My heart is now buried within me, the weight of our love and the fear of our mortality so great that it has consumed me entirely, leaving nothing but a hollow shell behind.