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Jeans: A Poem

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I wish I could shrug you off,

Like a well-worn pair of jeans,

That I grew out of,

When I was 17.


I wish we could have stayed together,

But we slowly stretched apart,

Like reluctant seams separating,

That were fated from the start.


I wish I could shrug you off,

Like a well-worn pair of jeans,

That I grew out of,

When I was 17.


I thought I'd lost you forever,

But you still live on in my head,

Like a stain on all my thoughts,

You're still hanging by a thread.


I wish I could shrug you off,

Like a well-worn pair of jeans,

That I grew out of,

When I was only 17.


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Comments

f on September 05, 2018:

Effective repetition of the first stanza! And there's something very immediate and stylish about carefully ripped jeans, isn't there?

Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on February 02, 2017:

vocalcoach: Thank you! I think most of us have felt this way at one time or another. Thanks for sharing!

Audrey Hunt from Idyllwild Ca. on February 01, 2017:

You have put into words an experience we've all had at one time or the other. Wonderfully done! Sharing.

Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on January 31, 2017:

NateB11: Thank you so much! I appreciate your kind words. :)

Nathan Bernardo from California, United States of America on January 31, 2017:

This is a poem of beautiful simplicity with metaphor that captures heartache and longing, words that bring out the character and quality of heart-rending love that remains when the person loved is gone.

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