September is ending, but some stories still feel unfinished. The daysโ€ฆ

September is ending,
but some stories still feel unfinished.

The days grew shorter,
the nights grew quieter,
and somehow,
I became a little more distant from myself.

Some people left without goodbye,
some memories stayed without permission,
and some feelingsโ€”
I still donโ€™t know how to name.

Maybe September was never meant to stay.
Maybe it only came
to teach me how to let go.

And as the month fades away,
Iโ€™m carrying one last wish:

May October bring the peace
that September quietly took away.
โค5๐Ÿ’”3๐Ÿงธ3๐Ÿ•Š2โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ1
September 27, 2026 689 2