I Loved You Like a Hurricane. You Loved Me Like The Paperboy

Posted by Amy in the Apple on February 2, 2011 · 1 Comment 

I loved you like a hurricane. It faded into spring.

You loved me like the paper boy. You’d come every morning, rain or shine, then away from my doorstep you’d ride. Most often you would leave behind only bad news bears and tales of destruction, and the skimpy help-wanted ads.

But I could never get through every page. I could never finish the crossword puzzle. My mind, it wanders when the weather’s fair. I’d always toss you in the trash and say good riddance come sundown.

But there you’d be, on my front porch the very next day. And I always picked you up. And I always let you back in. You loved me like the paperboy.

Filed under Apple Juice · Tagged with Boredom, Heartache, Love