a month that brings with it an unknown sadness,
a heaviness of the heart
that just won't go away
as though i'd suffered some loss
but i'm not sure what
like waking up from a vague,
half-remembered dream
that i didn't want to end
but was rudely shaken out of...
i catch a glimpse of that amorphous what-if
sometimes when i dream
and try to desperately hold on
but always forget when i wake up
september
always leaves me
with an inexplicable ache in the heart...
