We were at my parents’ house. We got married but i didn’t feel it was right. I was trying hard to be like your ex that you almost married. Tried really hard to set things up that i thought you wanted. I wasn’t myself. I remembered the ring i wore, it was too tight on my finger. In my head i thought it was what you had given your ex. It had a deep dark blue stone. My mum said “you and X got married!That’s great!” And i replied “i don’t think so..” That dream came about when i was thinking about us ending our relationship soon, and me desperately trying to hold on by considering things like polyamory since you said, why we wouldn’t work long term was because i wasn’t open to your lifestyle. I don’t think it was that marrying you was a bad idea. It was that i wasn’t myself in my dream. I would want to marry you as myself. Not someone to replace your ex. I love you for you. Only for you. Not for a visa, not for money, not for a house. I love you because you’re you and i want to be with you.