a dear jean letter

dear jeans,

we have been together for over a year now.  i spent a great deal of my time looking for you.  having had many relationships with other pairs of jeans, i had a long list of qualities needed to have a fulfilling relationship with a new pair of jeans.  you were that pair.

we spent a great deal of time together.  to the point that in the morning, you were the first thing i thought of.  getting to put you on as you hugged my curves and made me feel comfortable and sexy all at the same time.  i washed you sparingly and felt pains of separation anxiety when we couldn't be together.  our bond went beyond the casual jean relationships i have had in the past.  i took you to paris with me in the summer so we could walk the length of the seine, and sight see, drink coffee, and share in romantic moments.

and then you betrayed me.  after i had given so much of my time and love to you.  you ripped.  i know it is what all the cool and chic jeans are doing nowadays.  that it is hip and modern to rip and show off your attitude in such a way.  but i thought we had an agreement.  i thought it was just the two of us.  and then you decided for the both of us that a rip in our relationship was ok.  a rip that no mere patch can fix or hide.

maybe this was an act of betrayal.  maybe you are trying to push me away and force me to give you up, so that you can love and be loved by another.  but the pain and the hurt is there.  i don't know if i can trust you as i did once before.  will we have the love we once had?  will we ever be able to recover from your hurtful act?

i want to learn to love you as you are now, changed, different.  but i do not know if i can be as cool as you are.  i just may not be the modern girl that you want.

sincerely,
jeorg