Ok, so I'm new, so before I describe the dream(s) I think it would be beneficial to talk a little bit about my situations that has something to do with these dreams it seems.. A little over three years ago (August 12th, 2007, I believe) I ran met a girl the first day of school (Lets call her "Ellie"). I immediately took interest in her in her, not as a crush or anything, more like a friend, at the time anyway. I noticed that I sort of hung around her a lot or at least tried to. 2 weeks into school she asked me if I liked her. I of course said no, but that evening I sent her a message telling her that I think I lied. Not a day has gone by that I haven't thought about her in some way. I've told her I loved her many times over the past three years and we event went out 4 times, 3 times during that school year. After summer started she told me she wanted us to stopped talking and so we did until school started back up again. At this time we were going to different schools and we started going out again in October of 2008. We broke up for the last time in January and once again, we stopped talking until October (09 of course) . We just stopped talking for the 3rd time in November (10) soon after we hung out a little bit as friends at a homecoming FB game. and I still think about her constantly. SOOO now for the dreams: A couple of days after the homecoming game, (before we stopped talking again), I had a dream that I was in a park with a bunch of my friends along with the several dozen strangers that were playing in the park. I saw a girl in the middle of the park, on the ground, crying. I went up to her and asked her what was wrong and she suddenly stopped crying. All the people around me then started disappearing. When the last person disappeared, Ellie looked up at me and started asking/screaming: "What happened to us? What did we do wrong? What did I do wrong?". I felt like it was me talking to myself through her as she asked me these things. I opened by mouth to answer and took a step forward, but before I could say anything, the ground underneath me turned into thin ice, which I fell through into icy cold water. Before i could resurface though, the ice froze back over, but much thicker, so I couldn't get through. Ellie put her hand on the ice and I placed my hand where her hand was. Then someone in the water put their hand on my shoulder and turned me around (turned out to be Ellie) She then kissed be and I started sinking deeper into the water, Ellie reaching for me, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't swim back up, as though something was pulling me down. Once I reached the bottom of the body of water, I grabbed my neck because I couldn't breath and I was on my knees. I then saw a Hooded Figure in a black cloak standing up in front of me, a few feet away, as though they weren't under water. They then raised a hand up as though beckoning me to come closer and then I blacked out (or woke up? lol). Now about 3 days later after we stopped talking I had another dream that seemed to be a continuation of the dream I just told, I wrote a poem about it so I'll just use that: "I wasn't cold anymore. I could breathe... Had death taken me? I could only see the magical darkness that surrounded me I was surrounded by nothing, I was nothing.... The moment I began to believe that I had been saved, that I would suffer no more. I saw a blinding light pierce through the darkness and that light gave birth to the nightmare I thought I had escaped. There they were, walking towards me, coming after me once more. A figure wrapped in a dark cloak stood there, at the source of the light, their face hidden by a hood. No, it wasn't the end. It was never ending. It was relentless torture. I found that I could no longer get even a gulp of air into my lungs. I was drowning again. And the light crawled across the ground forming into a fire as it neared me followed by my nightmare, the hooded stranger that I knew all too well. I tried to escape but i moved sluggishly and once the fire caught up, I merely stood still, paralyzed, waiting for the fire to burn me, to kill me. It seemed like I was burning for a lifetime as I waited for the hooded figure to catch up to the fire that had captured me, walking with smooth, flowing strides, the black cloak the figure wore seemed almost watery, almost liquid as it rippled in response to the figure's movements. The figure stopped at the edge of the light, of the fire, and held out their hand to me as though trying to save me. I couldn't take the pain anymore. No matter how afraid I was of the figure that I associated with death I could no longer bare the fire that burned my skin, that burned my heart. I reached for the stranger and they grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the fire. There they were, merely several feet away. and me? I had no where to run... The figure spoke in a female's voice, "Who truly belongs here?" I replied, not even hesitating in my answer, "Not I. I lie here, for you." The figure took one long stride towards me and before I could even react, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I looked down and saw in the figure's hand, a knife, still in my chest. As the hooded figure pulled the knife out, she lowered me down softly, so that I was lying on the ground. She then kissed me and the pain in my chest left me. Memories, woven deep in my mind, were revisited and reworked. Scars were covered with a new memory, that were as cherry blossoms but not as soft as this.... In that moment, time stopped, my own face fitted in her hands. With one hand she lowered her hood. I weakly gasped, surprised, for not only had the figure's identity finally been revealed to me but I had also realized what she had been trying to do. She had been trying to save me. After all these years, she had been trying to protect me, and she finally fulfilled what she had set out to do. For the most part.... I reached out to touch her face and I thanked her. Her face only saddened as she put her fingers over my eyes and closed them...." The figure turned out to be Ellie. These dreams have been bugging me fore months. Any interpretations?
man you have got to let yourself relax. i like most other guys (most wont admit to this because of pride) have been in the same boat your in now. the best thing to do is to not think of her. simple the more you think of other things the less these dreams will come back. one warning stay away from ponds and lake that are frozen lol. i think the ice means fear of being left alone. if there is one thing i know is you got to give one try. as tyler perry said if it walks like a duck, and quaks like a duck , AFLAC! in other words some times people are not the one. some people are here for a season only but they are the one who teach you tghe most
I think Aader makes a good point about you needing to relax. You and Ellie obviously have some connection, since you keep getting together and breaking up, but that doesn't mean that you should be romantically or sexually involved. We don't have Ellie's side of this, so we don't know how she feels about all this. Maybe she keeps getting back with you because she really wants to be with you, or maybe she just feels pressured or maybe she is just lonely and you are easily available. Why do you keep breaking up? Do you keep having the same issues over and over? Also, when you said you loved her did she say she loved you back. You could be making her feel pressured and uncomfortable if she isn't sure about her feelings for you. The cloaked figure in the dream does seem like death, and death in a dream usually has to do with making a change and letting go of the past. So when you see the cloaked figure, you could be thinking about making a change and not constantly getting back with Ellie, but in the end the cloaked figure turns out to be Ellie because you aren't ready to make the change. Maybe you should just try meeting other girls and see what happens. If you and Ellie are meant to be together in a romantic way it will happen eventually.
I've been constantly trying to relax and move on for the past 3 1/2 years, lol... Yes, she did say she loved me back and the problem we kept having is that her feelings would fade back to friendship and less later on. I found out on new years that I'm a reminder of her 8th grade year (the year we met) and that wasn't a good year for either of us, I reckon I'm the representation of that year because I caused so much trouble with me liking or loving her, but she never clarified, only that she said she didn't want to be reminded of those times.