Just Right

In this sweater,
I am three sizes too small
and my feet feel
four inches too long
and my heart is
five heartbeats too fast
but my hand is
just the right size for holding.
So, maybe you should
find me again among the
old hallways and roses
on the way to heading back home.

This sweater is yours
but I've been wearing it
every day since
you left in on my bedroom floor
that night we slept together.
And no, I don't mean
slept together, I mean
slept together with
zs over our heads
just like in the movies.
That night was perfect.
And even though your
heartbeat was five heartbeats
too fast,
we kept rhythm
and your arms were just
the right size
for holding.