The mysterious "lady-love"?

So last night I dreamt I was dating a girl. We had tons of fun together: going to movies, creating costume pieces or making Lolita coords, going to meetups, going dancing, etc. So when I woke up I was sad I couldn’t figure out who in the world the girl was; because apparently she’s the only one I seem willing to date that appeared to be among my current circle of “friends” and the first one in twelve years I’ve even considered.