Love me not
Last night, I had a dream about my true love, Terry. In this dream, we were in another life, and I was at a beautiful gathering. The sun was shining, the grass was lush, and there were a few lovely trees around. Everyone was having a great time, playing games and laughing together. I can't quite remember who I was with, but it felt so good to be surrounded by friends. Then, out of the blue, I saw Terry, and he saw me too. I've loved him deeply; he's one of my true loves. When he wanted to spend time with me, I noticed the way he spoke—it felt controlling. That made me a bit uneasy. We hung out for a short while, and it was nice to feel that love again. But the way he was trying to dictate things made me realize that things had changed between us. So, I told him right away that I couldn't see him anymore. Even though I still loved him, I knew I didn't want to be together. A few days later, I ran into him again. He tried to persuade me to hang out, and for a moment, ...