Another dream...

I haven't stopped thinking about Jim. I had a dream a couple of days ago:

I was on a very tall building, it had a lot of stairs [instead of elevators], every wall was light-orange-colored. I was alone, walking up and down the stairs, then I saw a group of people walking and he was there, the group of people were his friends.
He looked at me like he always does: as if there wasn't anyone who didn't know about us, as if I was the only one around... but still wishing I wasn't there. I looked at him the same way, but sorprised, I thought the building was deserted. We had our first words in so long, I don't remember what we said, but it wasn't anything good.
When we stopped fighting, he turned around and kept walking. When I saw him leaving I put my arms over his shoulders and huged him from behind, just like he did two years ago when we met. He tried to push me away when we stopped across a big mirror [it might've been a door], we saw the reflection of ourselves and I noticed we were both crying. So we started walking downstairs to the exit, still holding him he started playing with my hands. I forgot where we were and then I saw a big light. As if we were on a very dark place. We were walking through the door of a balcony [still in a very high floor of the building]. Then suddenly he turned me around and I felt his lips on mine. Cold for some weird reason. I literally felt like I was in space, spinning

But, of course then I woke up, and said: "Time to come back to reality"
Why couldn't it be my reality!?