The closest I've ever been to real love, I think, was my freshman year in high school. I fell head over heels for this beautiful senior on my track team. Seriosuly, she was everything I wanted in a girl. And she fell for me, too, but was hesitant to act on it because of our age difference.
We became the best of friends that school year, and in the following summer, we got together romantically physically. It was great, and there was definitely something else there. I though I was in love with her, and every morning I woke up and she was the first thing on my mind. But before I knew it, the summer was over, and she was off to college. We kept in touch, but nothing else ever came of us.
It's been yearssss since then. And I've had a bunch of relationships, but I've never felt the same way I felt about her.