nevermind

you left a sweater
here, in case you forgot.
it's hanging in my
closet. neat and quiet.
it's blue, it buttons
down the front, thick
and perfect for a fall
day, walking in the park
with me, hand in hand.
it's long in the waist,
longer than what i
imagined you would
ever wear, the buttons
are black, it has pockets.
you left a note and a pen
in one of them. and
after i read it, i realize
that it's not your sweater
after all, you would
never write such things
as that. nevermind.