Paper Hearts

I used to think 

about camping out

under the mailbox

like good ol' Charlie Brown

waiting for a Valentine

waiting for love

to come and find me

As it turns out

it took more than 

just hanging around

I had to go looking

I had to get out

I had to find love

So I went searching

and it turned out 

that I didn't need 

to look that hard

There was love

waiting for me

not in the mailbox

Love was waiting

out on the coast

Patient love

Kind love

All I had to do

was get off the ground

dust myself off

and open my eyes

There she was

My love

I gave her my heart

and it wasn't paper

It was worth the wait