my first love

My first love was a girl named Jane*, in my senior year of high school. I broke it off once because she was not mormon, she broke it off once because I was not Southern Baptist, and we both broke it off for good because she wanted me to marry her and move to Arizona and start a family, and I wanted to serve a 2-year mission for my church. But, she was my first love. Since, I have discovered how love can be so much better, in my relationship with my wife, Alice*.

*names may have been changed. Or not.