I wake up early this morning, at dawn i had a dream. It is my first day and I can not sleep, despite my comfy bed. I walk out on the depopulated streets of Stockholm. It feels empty. It feels like an uncanny dream. Just hours earlier, there were people everywhere. Happy and excited for the weekend in that beautiful evening sun, in every shop and bar music were poured out from the speakers. An expectation which is then settled.

It was here when she kissed him and held him tight. Occasionally he travels through time and emphasizing parts of his own memories from the time with her, the hard fragment.

It was a poignant reminder of the cold winter evening when they ran around the neighboring blocks to find a place to kiss each other, she froze and got completely panic, she said it burns here! in my feet! He took off one of her shoe and warmed up her slender and graceful foot, with his bare hands the large hands.

Years later, her voice still hunts me

“Do not leave please stay with me”

she cried