Before you decide to pass this blog entry by (because people tend to want to hear about people's real life - if the writer is lucky - not so much their dreams), just realize that although this was a dream I had, it's something that happens to everyone, and it happens every day.
Oddly enough, I wasn't in this dream. It was about a young man and a young woman. The woman wasn't me, and the man didn't even resemble what I looked like in the Before Time. Having a dream without myself included is unusual for me, but not unheard of.
There was a man who was falling in love with a woman, and it seemed as if they were about to start dating, but she was very reluctant. She came from a wealthy family, and he lived a modest life. She, at least, still lived with her parents. This young man, the woman, and her mother were walking around in a department store, looking for some video game system called "Shift 3." (Shift 2 was the only one in stock.) The mother was making side comments all along about how he wanted to use her daughter to "climb the social ladder." She kept telling her mother to stop it, and he tried his best to ignore it. Her mother soon said she had an appointment to go to, and left. (I suppose she came in her own car, as did her daughter. He had walked.)
As they were leaving the store, the woman told the man that they would be better off being friends. He really loved her, but he was decidedly optimistic. "Maybe our friendship will grow into something more," he said. She tried to give him a casual smile, and said, "Who knows?" She then got in her car, and he was walking away. He was a block away when he heard a loud crash.
He turned around to look, and a big truck had slammed into her car as she was backing out. A police officer was on the scene, and told her to stay put while he called an ambulance. She did get out though, since her torso was in flames. She rolled on the ground until the flames were out, and then laid on her back. It all happened so fast. The man who loved her finally made it to her side. People were gathering around.
He told her, "You're going to be okay, you're going to be okay...!"
She said, "No... I won't."
He knew she was right.
"I love you," she said.
He was so surprised to hear her say those words. After a moment's breath, he said, "I love you too."
She told him, "We'll never do 'it.'"
He said, "It doesn't matter." She smiled and closed her eyes. And then she was gone.
I woke up crying. My Nikki was safe and snoring by my side. I continued crying though, because although this story wasn't real, in a way... it is.
I didn't know these people, but these people are everywhere. Live long enough, and you will lose people you love. And you'll always think, "I never got a chance to marry her," or "I never got to raise a family with him," or "I won't ever go with her on that tropical vacation we wanted," or "I'll never get to see him have kids, and them be my grandkids," .... or "I never got to tell her how I feel."
I laid there in bed, and whispered softly, to nobody, and everybody, "I'm sorry. I know you don't know me, and it can never be enough, but I'm sorry." I then rolled over and held my girl, savoring every moment.
This dream was a reminder to me, and one I thought I should share. Cherish the ones you love. Cherish every day you spend with them. Because it all happens so fast. They can be gone in the blink of an eye. Love them. And don't ever hold back.
