Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My First and Last Girlfriend

In the first grade, I first met her.

She passed me, walking down the aisle.

I like her right away for sure,

And liked her more, each time she'd smile.

Girlfriend and boyfriend we became,

And stayed that way into high school,

Where we began the dating game.

After a while, I could not fool

Her anymore, and she asked me

Why, even though I kissed her well,

Heartfelt, I did not seem to be.

A truth to her, did I need tell?

We broke up, but good friends did stay,

When I told her that I was gay.