My senior year of high school, I was in love with a girl. Once I went to college, she fell in love with somebody else, and I was dumped. But this one thing stays with me:
I was spending the night at her house, and her room was upstairs, with air-vents in the floor. At some point during the night, I was walking across the vent and it blew my long, dorky night-shirt up... I said, "I feel just like Marilyn Monroe!" And she laughed.
We never even kissed, but this was the first girl I was in love with. There's nothing in the world like when someone "gets" you.