one last night

I dreamed I re-met a man I had loved before-- somehow no one was intentionally at fault, but he was engaged to another woman-- maybe we had inadvertently lost one another years before-- we loved each other desperately, but he still wasn't going to leave her-- all I got, to everyone's grudging approval, was one night for goodbye. she and friends were active in the rest of the apartment-- she maddened by what was going on behind the closed door, but carrying on-- I could tune it all out just to be with him. because it was to be just the one night, it was all the more poignant.

and then a kid, someone's, burst in to ask for something, and everyone on both sides of the door jumped-- the artificial boundary breached-- and once it was, the others started coming in, too-- and I was losing it, screaming, out! OUT! I only have this one night-- you have him forever-- get OUT! and they went, but by then it was ruined, I was brokenhearted, facing how it was. and I began to gather my things, weeping, desolate. I couldn't find my train ticket, and I didn't know what to do since I didn't have any money-- so I had to ask for their help. the ticket was black, and she found it and handed it to me with a soft look on her face-- and I took it with a sob, and it was over.