So What If I Loved the Wrong Person All My Life?

I had that dream again. I was sitting alone on a train, with no idea where it was headed. I felt a little uneasy, a little afraid, and a little curious. In a daze, I saw you sitting in the row ahead, with your girlfriend nestled happily beside you. Your happy laughter and sweet words drifted into my ears from time to time. Was that you? Why did that voice, that silhouette, seem so familiar? Yes, I knew it was you. I could almost smell that familiar scent of yours. But who was the person beside you? Why wasn't it me? Oh, it suddenly dawned on me: that was the new girlfriend of yours everyone had been talking about, a girl who loved you very, very much, a girl who could make you happy, a girl you said…