I Was Not Finished Loving You

They said your heart grew quiet, Like it simply slipped away. But mine kept breaking loudly In a room that wouldn't stay. Your hand was in my trembling one When the light left your eyes. No one tells you love can live Even after goodbye. I wasn't finished loving you. I still had years to give. There were mornings left beside you, Reasons left to live. You weren't meant to be my memory Or a photograph I knew. You were supposed to grow old with me. I wasn't finished Loving you. Your sweater hangs behind the door. I haven't moved it yet. It feels like if I let it fall, I have to just accept. I wear this ring like oxygen, Like taking it off means truth. That heaven gained its brightest light, And I lost all of you. I wasn't finished loving you. I never will be, dear. Because love doesn't die with breath. It lingers year by year. And when this tired heart surrenders, And my last prayer passes through, The first thing I will do in heaven Is finish Loving you.