The Ultimate Nightmare.

Had a terrible night trying to sleep, keep tossing and turning and woke up at 6 o clock in the morning to the sound of rain outside of the house.
I had a nightmare, one of the one that I feared the most have offically creeped its way into my sleep.
It's about Pablo, about the break up and about him moving on.
I dreamed about a lot of different setting that I don't recall where it begins, but the most major part of the dream was one day I was told that Pablo had met this new girl, and barely upon meeting and dating, he asked her for her hand in marriage. And my heart was crushed. Hand in marriage?
I saw him at the crossing light, waiting for the walking man to light up, and the girl on the street the day of the wedding, they were heading to the wedding reception, and I asked him, I dated you for so long and yet you barely met her how do you know she's the one?
He responds with, "I felt it, right when I met her, I knew she was the one," and he smiles as he looked at her. She was pretty, with perfect teeth, a bit dark skinned latino asian mix, but beautiful regardless. She looked kind, and like someone who can make him happy.
To that, I cried.
That would've been me if things didn't go wrong in our relationship. That would've been me holding him by the arm.
I tucked on his tux sleeve, didn't want to let go. Didn't want to embrace the fact that he's going to leave forever, and this time, for sure. Because the chances are, once a married man, forever a married man. And the divorce rate of Pablo and the person he is with is near impossible because he's a really tolerate-able person.
Pablo smiled a little, one of those pity smiles, one of those comforting smiles, and took me by the arm into a store. He grabbed one of the ties, and one of the women's blazer from the store and went to the corner. It was just me, his fiance and him. He wrapped the tie around my neck, (I was wearing a dress) and began to tie the tie. His fiance was impressed and said, "Wow, I didn't know you knew how to tie ties." and from there after he did it, we went to the front cashier and he paid for them both.
The last time he is this close to me, the last time...
Then he told me to take care as he left with his fiance. I cried, weeped lightly, not knowing what to do with my life anymore.
And then I saw a gaming place right next door with my nephews there and I went in and beated him in a game of smash.
I don't know where the last part came from, but upon waking up, I suddenly felt alone and afraid for the first time. It's a different kind of feeling than all the other time. This is crazy to think that I have that kind of feeling in me.
After watching inside out, I really wish my little emotion control friends in my head would help me forget about what is going on.
I don't know anymore, all I know is I am fragile, and I need/want someone to talk to right now, but I have nobody.
I want to call Pablo and tell him I had a nightmare just like before, he'd always comfort me when he wakes up and tell me that it's not real.
I want to text him and tell him to get out of my dream, to not come into my head and hurt me like that.
He gets late night thoughts, but I on the other hand get morning thoughts. And it hurts so much.
I wonder how is he right now, does he think about me at all in his late night thoughts?
He said that he removed me from facebook because he didn't want to start having late night thoughts about me, about this relationship. He says he is not completely over me, but he doesn't have feelings for me anymore. That he still can't go to places we go together. That he doesn't like seeing couple pictures, but he'd laugh it off because he'd either think, "awh they do love each other," or "haha, its just going to end in another break up".
But regardless, waking up with the nightmare got my heart ached.
I dont think I ever had this bad of a crisis, but then again it's usually always me who broke up with another, never the other way around.
He said, of course it would be hard for me, because he broke up with me, and it makes sense for me to feel that way.
When he gets married, all the hopes will be lost, there will be no more starting over, or even a chance at it. And just him moving on that fast and getting married that fast hurts.