A Dream...

I had a dream that we weren't together, but I was with someone else.

There was a hill. A fairly steep hill covered with healthy green grass and freshly fallen fall leaves of all colors.

People were all around playing in the leaves. Laughing, smiling, running around, throwing them in the air.

I was running up the hill playing in the leaves as well; running around the natural boulders, watching everyone's enjoyment and spotted you watching me and smiling. 

I looked to the top of the hill and there was a king with a women holding his arm as they walked.

He was out of place; dressed in royal black garments lined with gold and a crown on his head.

Everyone else was dressed in normal clothes.

You had on that grey long sleeve shirt, jeans and your boots.

The women around the kings arm was dressed in royal red garments lined with black.

I knew she was a lady of high wealth, but I also knew she was not the Queen.

I looked back at you and you were standing there casually and calm with your hands in your pockets.

In my dream we had been best friends for years; as close as we could get.

I looked at the king, whom I was "with" at the time. Who ignored my happiness and a thought occurred to me.

I looked at you, M, and for the first time realizing that I didn't really love this king who had claimed me as his, but I love the man I had been best friends with for years and I said "We have a problem."

The End