The Sweater

By the smell of this sweater Well, I hope that you are teased I enclose a misspelled letter Of over-dramatic pleas Let's forget the hearts we've broken Can we keep your girlfriend out of Private matters Of importance Such as these? Do you remember in a past life, as I do? Things, they get buried and forgotten But not you Let's pretend our hearts aren't broken Let's imagine we both got Just what we wanted When we were just Passing through Just What we wanted When we were Just passing through