Jeans: A Poem
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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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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NateB11: Thank you so much! I appreciate your kind words. :)
You have put into words an experience we've all had at one time or the other. Wonderfully done! Sharing.
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vocalcoach: Thank you! I think most of us have felt this way at one time or another. Thanks for sharing!