|Leila Swan and Hana - 072612|
I once had a love
that was as deep as the indigo
in my favorite jeans.
I wore both too often for a time,
The love tore away from me.
The jeans continued fading out with each washing.
I threw out the jeans today - the indigo is gone.
The denim's faded like her love - both faded for them.
Neither were under my control, but they both bled out from my indiscriminate use.
The River - Bruce Springsteen