who are you!?! stranger from my dreams!!!

im bleeding                                                                                                
                                   
                                                                                                                 bleeding bad
              
go get the first aide kit                                                                                                           

                                                                          but you come back wounded also                        
                                   
                

                                  
                                                                             and you are bleeding worse                      
                                                                                                                
you show me your hands,      with blood all over them
sopping wet as if it were as water in the ocean
                                              
                                                            
                                             
                                                             
                                                 
dead                                      
                             
                                  
                              
then I realized                                                                     
                                                            ...................I loved you                           
                                                          
                                                    
                             
and you sat there dead on valentines day                             leaving me                                     
                           
                                
to die all by myself                              
                                      
don't count on it                                   
I get up and walk past your dead body, my feet dragging through the puddles of your blood                         
                         
I walk on                                     
into the distance,                           

                                                                                                   and die on the horizon       
                                                       
just fifty feet from you                                      
                         
                                                                 in a new light             
                                                                           I wake up                         
screaming
but. Where did you go                                 
who was this individual                
where did they come from            
why did I have such strong emotions                 
when they died            
I could have been just like a movie             
where I sat there and watched you die, but no            
I sat there and became broken            
the dream continued for weeks on end,                                     
every   single     night                 
and I couldn't figure out                                               
                               
                                                       
who are you, stranger?