You Stole My Heart (And My Hoodie)

I had a hoodie, soft and new,

It kept me warm, it smelled like "dude."

But then you came with eyes so sly,

And now it’s yours—I don’t know why.

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You swore you’d "borrow," just for the night,

But now it's gone, a tragic sight.

I check my closet, search in vain,

Only to see you wearing it again.

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The sleeves are long, they drown your hands,

Yet somehow fit your hoodie plans.

You call it "ours," but let’s be real,

It’s grand theft hoodie—seized with zeal.

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But truth be told, I can’t be mad,

You look too cute, it makes me glad.

So keep my hoodie, take my heart,

Just know this deal is two-part:

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If love is warm and snug like fleece,

Then give me back my favorite piece!