I Don't Kiss the Ones I love

My story unfortunately is true as I really did have this dream. It's unfortunate because Tiffany hates me now. I don't really know why, and a part of me cares and a part of me could give a rats behind about it. The part of me that cares just desperately wants the daughter I'll never have. So my story is sad, and if you don't like sad, depressing endings you best leave now. 

My story starts the morning of my getting ready for MEPs for the Navy. I was getting on my socks when all of a sudden I heard a clear, pristine voice. It said something along the lines of, 

"Child, you will soon learn that you are not 100% straight. But child God still loves you, and he created gays for a reason. The woman you will meet will have syncopae and bipolar. She will be blonde and green eyed. You will love and obsess over her more than any other. But beware she will hurt you more than any other almost causing you to die. But do not fret she and you were both meant to be with a man though in another world and in another place you two were meant to be. She will have dreamt you too along with the alt. U. She will never get to tell you about it though. But this is as blessing as not all of it was peaches and roses. So child spread Gods word and love till your hearts content."

I didn't think anything of the voice till I accidentally put I had asthma. I'd had a brain fart and thought I'd had it. Anyways two days later and I met her. I thought she looked familiar. And I about passed out when she told everyone that she had bipolar and yes Syncopae. But I freaked out the most when she said these 7 words.

"Maybe you met me in a dream."