I was standing in the living room of a blonde womans home. She was terrified, I understood her fear. There was a very angry presence in the room, we sat together on the couch looking at each, I knew everything she felt and thought. Suddenly something began to bang on the door, it was trying to get in. The furniture was flying everywhere. We began to run, searching for a place to hide. I knew that there was no escaping this monster.
It was as if this woman wanted me to understand her pain. Everything in the home was destroyed. I looked out the window into the backyard and saw a little boy sitting in the snow. He was playing with a yellow truck. I wanted to comfort him.
No longer in the home, I found myself walking with a man that I was once in love with. The need to touch him was overwhelming...I could not. We walked in silence. Inside I was crying...I could not accept that he would never be mine. He was so beautiful. We walked in silence down a white hall. He would not speak to me and I struggled to communicate with him, but could not. We ended up in the place where we had met, in the dream it looked different, but it was a gym.
He began to walk away, one hand reaching out. without saying a word I knew that he wanted me to let go. He left me standing there alone in this huge empty gym. Sobbing I begged him to come back.
I woke up crying. What bothered me the most was not being able to communicate with him.
