September. Why on earth most of love and sad songs comes with the title "September"?
I really don't like September though, 'cause it never fails to make my stomach growled and my chest hurt all the time.
Even it's hurt, but I couldn't cry. Tears just don't come out. Never did.
Aite, just don't think too much, Heeda. You'll survive.
Do me a favor? Wake me up when September ends. Seriously.