Nightmares

I had one last night. Not the screaming and waking up in a cold sweat kind, I never have had those that I can remember. But all the same it was an awful dream. I can tell by the presence of 8-leggeds.
Started in the night this time when I was well asleep, but I woke up at 6am from it so at least the last bit must have been on the last deep sleep cycle.

I was role-playing in a random flat (that I only vaguely recognise now as my first home in essex, but smaller). The party - myself, two men and one female, basically faceless - were wandering around. My Deadlands GM was GMing. All of a sudden we went a bit D&D and had to do one of the sections from Baldurs Gate. I expressed that I would not be able to complete that section due to the presence of 8-leggeds. So I essentially left the party. Not sure how this happened but I saw the others inside the computer game and I was watching as myself. They went past the bit with 8-leggeds and I wanted to rejoin them. GM told me that I was out of the game but we decided that I would change one of my spells (I was playing a mage) that would mean that I could be there (or something it went a bit game mechanicy at that point) and it was all a bit 'hush hush' (kind of like GMs do when they really need you as a plot mechanic). So I was annoyed at being out of the game and the others - still in the tv - were aparently oblivious to my dissapearance.

This next bit must have been later as I cannot remember a link really.

I was suddenly watching from a doorway as someone I was now realising I have fallen in Love with was walking away from me. With someone else. Horrified I looked on, and started to piece together what was going on. He was leaving, for good. But why. The man he was with, was a water person, but what would they want with him. He was going to live with them. Forever. And he didn't know how I felt. Why was he leaving. There was something about destiny. No-one had told me the details but I had overheard snippets.
He was almost at a door now. Just another home on the street. But, wait no that was wrong, it wasn't. It had never been there before and it was the door that would take him away from me forever. I started screaming and crying, quite histerical, I couldn't take it. I started to run towards them. I wasn't going to make it in time. He noticed me and turned towards me. He had always been caring but he knew there was not much time. With a glance to his companion he came to me. I was still crying, did this mean he knew.
Then I was in his arms, and he was saying goodbye. Through the tears I could not say what I knew I must say. He turned from me. I found my voice and shouted to him, the words of my realisation. "I love you" But I could still only hear my tears. He turned and smiled, "I love you too, beautiful" The words he had said so often, he hadn't understood the change in mine.
Then another change in him. His expression faltered, cooled, and he turned away.

Then I woke up, feeling really sad. I am tearful now just writing it down. Dreams like this suck. I have a history of being a little bit accurate in premonitions. I texted him this morning to tell him to take care and he replied saying "I always am, stay beautiful"