I was at a hospital and felt like I needed him and he went to get tacos and asked me if I wanted any and he asked, "Two?" and I said, "Three" and he smiled at me and then he left to get them and he never came back. I waited and waited. It was the saddest, most lonely feeling sitting there like a sad child waiting for someone to come back. At one point I saw some cute baby birds that looked like tiny ducks or geese but they went under a table or bed and then this big goose came up to me and I saw it had babies in it's pouch (like a kangaroo) and the babies were blackened and shriveled and barely alive, some were dead. I started trying to figure out what happened I thought they were too small to belong to the goose. I started thinking it was some other bird's babies that I had accidentally put in there earlier myself perhaps when I didn't realize what I was doing. It was such a bad feeling sitting there anxiously waiting and longing. It took me forever to realize he just wasn't coming back. :( Such a profound feeling of abandonment.