Hallowed Ground

2 years and 20 days ago, my love stood on this very spot.

10 months ago today, she was taken from us.

Today, there were no guards in fancy dress, no echoes of her contagious laughter. The tour guides on the nearby buses made no mention of the significance of this place.

The only constant was the cold Swedish wind, listening to the whispers of my pain, and carrying them away to the sea.