PreachTeach: Blog by Erica

I won’t stop saying your name.

You are still near.

I won’t stop saying your name.

You are unchanged.

I won’t stop saying your name.

When others tell me I should.

I won’t stop saying your name.

When only time has grown.

I won’t stop saying your name.

I still love you.

Love is endless.

Love transcends the grave.

There may have been a funeral, a burial, sweet songs sung.

But there is no end.

Love is not quantifiable.

It is not measured in hours, days, or years.

Love is not a story.

No fairytale, no fantasy. Not words on a page.

Love is not a race.

There is no finish line.

Love is not a memory.

A woulda been, shoulda been, coulda been.

I won’t stop saying your name.

Love is everlasting.

I can love you when I don’t see you.

I can love you when I can’t hear you.

I know that I know that I know

All your days you loved me more.

So I will love you still.

I won’t stop saying your name.

No matter how old I get.

No matter how long you’ve been gone.

You were. You are. You will always be,

My rock.

My friend.

My dad.

I won’t stop saying your name.

Love never dies.