Hoodie

You left in a rush Keys on the counter Coffee in hand Door half-open Laugh still hanging in the hallway air I found your hoodie Slouched on the back of my chair Smelled like rain Shampoo And a weekend we never planned So I’m living in your leftover hoodie Walking around this quiet room Every loose thread pulls me to you Yeah I’m hiding in your leftover hoodie Trying to wear the shape of you Til the fabric finally lets me through Sleeves past my fingers Pockets like pockets of time Ticket stubs crumpled From that movie you swore you’d hate But didn’t mind I talk to the cotton Ask it where you sleep tonight It just hangs heavy Soaked in your shadow Soft in the light So I’m living in your leftover hoodie Walking around this quiet room Every loose thread pulls me to you Yeah I’m hiding in your leftover hoodie Trying to wear the shape of you Til the fabric finally lets me through Maybe you forgot it on purpose (did you?) Or maybe it’s just my proof That something of you Still fits around me I wash it But you won’t fade I dry it But the weight stays So I’m living in your leftover hoodie Walking around this quiet room Every loose thread pulls me to you Yeah I’m hiding in your leftover hoodie Trying to wear the shape of you Til the fabric finally lets me through