Here's an interesting dream I had in early January.

I'm standing at the top of a hill, with my then love interest (weren't dating yet but we were very very very close)...she's standing in front of me, with her back turned to me. I feel betrayed...and hurt...I want her to turn around and smile and kiss me...but I can't bear to come up to her...and she won't turn around either. I give her one last look and then turn away and walk in the other direction...

...2 days later; "Peter, I don't think we should talk to eachother anymore. I'm sorry...but I can't love you. It wouldn't work."