Worn Out Jeans

My pillow is soaked with countless tears
My heart is torn with countless hurts
Every day I use myself up
I tell myself
I won't cry
I won't hurt
But every day
My tears fall a little more
Like a waterfall of pain
My heart tears just one more time
Like a worn-down pair
Of my favorite old jeans
Worn
Torn
And loved
But thrown away
Replaced
Forgotten
My tears keep coming
My heart keeps hurting
And you
You keep throwing me away
Like an old, un-loved pair
Of worn out jeans.