Back and Forth to Dreamworld

A second ago I was immersed in a pool of light and color. 

It was warm. 

It was calm.

It was safe.

I passed through a corridor, a great wall that I missed in an instant. 

Everything around me is poignant, solid. 

I'm afraid.

I'm cold.

I'm alone.

I want what I had a second ago, but I can't have it.

I scream because there's nothing else I can do.

I cry and pull myself up. 

On my feet, I look outside.

I scream some more. 

There she is.

I knew she would come. She always does.
She runs to my side.

I reach out for her. She holds me.

She is warm.

She is calm.

She is safe. 

I know she will always be there when I am lost. I was promised this.