Black is the colour of my dream-designated love interest's hair

I dreamed that I was waiting for the subway at Vic Park station with my dream-designated love interest. Morpheus - that is, Morpheus/Sandman/Dream, not Lawrence Fishburne Morpheus - beckoned to me from the stairwell. He told me that all paths diverged at this station. There was only one path where the destines of my DDLI and I would intertwine. That was the path where I let her get on the train, didn't interfere, didn't look back. I'd have to have faith she'd come back to me. 

Well, I didn't believe Morpheus. My DDLI and I got on the subway, went to a house party, and then she hooked up with the future Prime Minister at a party and dumped me.