Lost and loss

In a way, I was kind of expecting the dreams to come; especially after events of the day.
The ones of loss...
This time they symbols were clearer.

First was what I can title "The Bus".
I was supposed to escort a load of students somewhere.
But not all of them got on the bus...some had refused to board.
So I told the bus driver to make a stop somewhere to wait for the group.
But I got down, to herd as many of those who got were wandering all by themselves.
I thought I had to...
And to my dismay, as I was the last person...I saw the bus leaving me instead.
I was the one who got lost instead.

The second was the loss of a loved one.
It was as if I had a rendezvous with him...
I meet shortly...and the last thing he promised me was he would come back...
But he never did.
I heard from people that he was gone forever
And I was left...forlorn and alone
Still wandering around in circles wondering what had happened
And why a promise to return was not kept

Vivid or not...I am rather apprehensive to look to deeply into these
In a way, I think I can guess their symbolism

Dear God
Leave me not behind.
Ameen