Last night

I dreamt about her red lipstick and pale skin. How they dragged him down the street. I dreamed about her and I walking down the street.She had a checked skirt on. She looked happy I looked happy. We were suppose to meet but I didn't get to him in time. They had already taken him.
I greeted her. She never replied. I couldn't save him. He had a  blue jersey on. She waved goodbye. They took him away.
Last night I dreamt about her but I couldn't save him...