A beautiful dream or a nightmare?

It all started as a timelapse of me travelling somewhere far, somewhere unknown, looking for something, or someone? I had no clue what.

I saw myself traveling in a train, in a bus, on a boat, in an aeroplane and running across some random unknown streets. I could figure out I was somewhere far away from home. I was tired and I was running towards hope.

Then I saw myself in front of a big field and across that was a mansion. I was standing there looking at it, restless, panting, breathless.

I ran till the end of my breath and I entered a narrow passage which was one of the ways to reach the main entrance. When I came to the end of the passage, I saw her.

She was standing there looking at me with a face beaming with smile. I was tired but I didn't know if what rolled down my cheek was my sweat or tear.

She giggled seeing me and started going inside the mansion. I requested her to stop, as I was tired: not only physically but mostly emotionally. She giggled again and went past a door. I followed her and there she was standing again.

I told her, "I had enough of everything. I can't continue like this anymore. I need you, save me!" She smiled at me with affection and took me in her arms. She told me she knew I'd be back and she was waiting to hold me again.

It's been a very very long time I've dreamt, but yesterday I did and yet again, it was related to someone with whom I have once shared extreme sweet bitter memories. I don't know why I saw this, maybe because she is all I need but the point is, neither is she what she used to be, so where would I ever find the person I love?

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