Some help please.

Hi, I'm new to this site but I really want to know if anyone can help me interpet two dreams I've had that strike me as ...odd. I have a lot of dreams and keep a dream diary but these two dreams are so vivid and so real that its almost scary. I'm going to write the first one and please if anyone has ANY suggestions to what it might mean please email me back.

So, This dream was really strange. There were about 4 girls (I was one of them) and 3 guys, I did not reconize any of them (which right there is weird, I usually dream of people I at least know of, if not friends or family). Anyway we were in this building, from the outside looks like any old tall building but on the inside the schematics were more of the ones you find inmansions, almost homey, bit not quite. Each room we walked into had a different theme, or color. One room was blood red inside and out, the next blue with white furniture, and so on and so on. Some were just plain creepy others were beautiful. Anyway suddenly something happens, I'm not quite sure how but somebody disappears. Anyway we all broke off into pairs to see if we could find the missing person. I don't know how to described it, but it felt like just complete dread. I was terrified. Anyway, So we break into twos, and me and this guy are walking through this place. I realize that this is the guy I love. Like instantly I know this is the guy I was meant to be with. So now not only am I terrified but I'm extrememly nervous about being alone with him. We walk into this one room, a bedroom, well at least there was a bed in the center of the room. Anyway in this room there is an old antique radio. The radio is on and it's playing this beautiful sad classical piece, one I've heard before but not enough to know who composed it, or the name. Anyway as if on queue, The guy I'm with kisses me, and as we break apart you can see him smiling a nervous smile, like he feels the exact same way as I do, and is a little embaressed of what he just did. Then we both continue looking for the missing person. We open the next door and I'm amazed to find that it's the exact same room we just left, where the kiss happened the same exact song playing on the radio. I am aware of this, however he is oblivious like it never happened. Anyway this time I kiss him. This basically gets the same reaction as last time. But we both know we have to keep looking for the missing person. So we go into the next room, which once again is the same exact room as before, but with one exception. This time a very different crap pop song is playing. I'm horrified, because somehow I know the kiss will never happen without the beatiful melancholy piece of music playing. I'm afraid he'll never know how I feel. So I go up to the antique radio and desperately try to turn the dial that changes the radio station, but all I'm getting is static. I'm almost frantic at this time, willing the radio to just play that song. Then a thought strikes me, Maybe we were just early, and the song we were waiting for just didn't come on yet, but it was on the same station as that ridiculus pop song. So I try to go back to that radio station, but I didn't bother looking at the station it was on before I turned the knob. And I keep trying to find this station but it's like it never existed. AllI am getting is static. Then it hits me, It's my fault. It is all my fault. If I hadn't changed the dial everything would have turned out the way it was supposed to.

And then I woke up. I can't even explain to you just how dreadful I felt after that dream. The thing is I felt every single thing in the dream. Those types of dreams must mean something, don't you think? How can you feel so muchin a dream if it doesn't mean anything? -Lily