My Favorite Hoodie
You sighed needing a hoodie I took mine off without another thought Like that was all I was made for To offer you the things you want or need You looked at me then to my outreached hand You asked if I was sure I only said of course I have another Seeing you in my hoodie made me laugh It fits you perfectly Like it was meant for you to wear not me I love that hoodie I never let anyone else wear it Except when that anyone is you
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