Twilight

And suddenly there it is, the lush green land bathed in a bright morning sun. A sprawling city glittering in its countless waters, and the overwheing scent of elder flower in bloom. They appear at a turn in the street, at the end of undulating hills at sunset: people you love more than you thought you knew how. They smile at you now in the flesh, you can put your arms around them and hear their laughter up close; it's like you never left. The Stockholm night lingers in the magical moment between dusk and dawn as you make your way home in silence.  You hadn't forgotten how impossibly beautiful it is. You just don't have space for the longing its absence creates. 

Your jet lagged mind tries to sleep. 

Dreams of a sunrise mere minutes away.