"Anything you want, you got it." - Roy Orbison

I'm sitting here waiting for Seth to come over, 10:31 PM on Sunday. All I can do is look up love poetry. And play with font colors on my blog. I don't know what it is, but chick flicks, love songs, and poetry are more often on my mind than not. I reconnected with this song a couple weeks ago, and this poem may have changed my life. I'll be referring to this next time I'm asked to give advice to a girl who's heart has been broken.

After a While

After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't always mean security.

And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child

And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight

After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers

And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn.

Veronica A. Shoffstall