- 6 years ago
- Wedding: August 2014
Last night I had a very strange dream about my first love, which was unrequited. I lived overseas for a while and had a very good friend who I was head-over-heels in love with, but he ended up dating a woman he had met on the first day he arrived in the country. When I found out I was pretty devastated, especially since we spent more time together than they did due to her living in another part of the country, but I figured that that was that and there was no use fighting it. Of course, a while after they’ve been dating he and I are out on the town on our own, and he ends up saying, “you know, if I had met you first…” I immediately shut down the conversation because I was so uncomfortable and confused by the whole thing, and we remained friends until we went home to our respective countries, after which he removed me from this fb. I’m assuming it was on the request of his Girlfriend, as he still has all our other mutual friends from the time on FB, and I know she was uncomfortable with our relationship, which, in retrospect, was probably fair if he did feel anything towards me.
That said, this was about eight years ago, and I haven’t spoken to him or even really heard anything about him since. But last night I had the weirdest dream–the first dream I think I’ve ever had about him since Fiance and I got serious. In the dream he was biking around my city looking for me, and when he found me he told me that he had always loved me. I woke up in a tizzy and ran to FB to stalk him like a creeper, and from what I can tell from his profile picture his Girlfriend and him from back then are married now–super recently, too!–which is fantastic.
But I do feel sort of… off about the dream, and I obviously don’t want to confide in Fiance about it because he’ll feel uncomfortable, and there’s no need to push that on him. I’m not really posting for advice or anything–I don’t think this dream has anything to do with my relationship with Fiance, who is an amazing, kind, and beautiful man whom I love to death–but I wanted to get it off my chest in some way. Anyone else out there got an unrequited love story to share?