Posts tagged jag saknar dig
Go Sailor - Last Year
The smell of january makes me think of
This time last year when we were still so in love
feeling fancy because of this new jewelry
(two golds hands on triangle collar tips with a chain between them)
Today I met up with a friend of a friend from Sweden who is studying to be a sea captain and docked in Baltimore’s harbor. So nice to hear the cute Swedish accent on English again.
What a strange coincidence to meet her on the same day I met him last year. I miss him but that ache is assuaged by making a new friend.
A year ago today I took the tram to Slottsskogen, which translates as Castle Forest, an enormous park in Göteborg.
Yesterday I went hiking at Gunpowder Falls in Maryland with some friends. I wasn’t alone this time, but the way the overcast skies made all the colors saturated, the abundance of mushrooms and the steep inclines reminded me of wandering around Slottsskogen.
Nathan on a beach somewhere on the west coast of Sweden. HDK took us on an overnight research trip on the second day of class. That night, after everyone got drunk around the grill he and I took chairs out to this same area and stared at the milky way.
Trembling Blue Stars - Cold Colours
I thought maybe this time
We’d stay in contact
And she would place her trust like we were friends
When we went to the moomin exhibition at kulturhuset, it was the only time I was glad I didn’t speak Swedish. It was nice to walk through the oversized pages with you translating aloud to me.
