Emma

 

She was honestly my first love

Before all the others

The one who made me want to love

And it wasn’t even romantic

Next door neighbors for seven months

We had the same temperament

Rolling our eyes at crazy Jenny

I spent every single evening at her apartment

“Matt, tu peux venir” she’d say after she finished dinner

Come on over

It might have looked romantic

We walked through town together

Went grocery shopping

I went down to the pay phone with her

She talked to her boyfriend

At the end she said “Je t’aime”

I loved her too.