I live
With sadness for all we lost,
With love for the man I thought you were,
With longing for the dream I thought we shared.

I live
Without you to talk to,
Without you to hold me,
Without my heart I gave you,
Without my friend I thought you were.

I live
In spite of the lies you told me,
In spite of the pain you caused me,
In spite of the emptiness you left inside my soul.

I live
Because of my strength,
& because you could not kill my spirit.
& because Jesus loves me, I live well !

©Paula McCarty ~ August 2002