My First Girl

my first girl wore her socks up to her knees
had my teenage heart just beating right out of me
i was into her just as much as she was into me
my first girl she still means everything
my first girl had a thick short black mane
was obsessed with Romeo & Juliet with Claire Danes
she looked more like Winona Ryder from Reality Bites
my first girl I dream of her some nights
alone in her house after school in a back room
she wore boys underwear I had nothing to compare it to
my hands were clammy cold on her skin but she didn’t mind
my first girl is with me all the time
we went to the same university
she wrote a heartfelt note to me
but I couldn’t lie, i was not ready
to go back to what we were
still we made out on her bed
it felt just like I remembered it
and I thought I would return again
but that was the last time our lips met
my first girl i still have regrets
my first girl stays in touch with my family
she’s got kids of her own that I have never seen
i chose to leave her behind to see what was out there
my first girl I wonder if she still cares
my first girl I see her everywhere
my first girl is somewhere out there