Wonderstar

The golden yellow sun sets slowly into the pool of reds, oranges, and yellows. The sky is turning dark. The warmth of an arm on my shoulder, and a chest on my side. She feels so warm. I can't help but look at her. She giggles,
"You are going to miss the sunset, silly!". I laugh in response as I look back at the sunset all teary eyed,
"Don't want to miss that sunset".
I see her hand wipe away my tears. She knows what's about to happen. I do too. I don't want it to happen, but it has too. The sky slowly turns dark blue, with white speckles. She pulls me and her down to look at the stars. I can't bring myself to accept what's going to happen. I can't. I just can't.
"I love you" I can't help but cry harder as I pull out the thing I wish I never had too.
"I love you too, my wonderstar", I spoke as a sharp sound pierced the air. I cry out,
"I know it was for me, wonderstar, but it isn't fair. I wish you hadn't chosen me over your own survival. I would have understood. I'm glad this was the last thing you saw". I walked away from the scene, seeing the leader. I thought they were friends with me, well, when we were younger. Things are different now. Everything I loved is gone.
I woke up gasping for air, the fan buzzing, filling the room with cool air. Soft blankets and pillows, cars zooming by outside my window, and the mattress holding me in place. I don't know anybody within the dream. The fourth time this week I have had this dream. I cannot understand. I closed my eyes, to think for a bit. Buzzing noises fill the air, hair on my arms raise up quickly, a familiar feeling that I cannot recognize, a feeling of home that the apartment has never given me, and I see the ocean of red, orange, and yellow that the sun has caused. It was beautiful, wasn't it?