I used to love september,

 

...But, Now it just rhymes with remember.

As after November,

There comes December.

As after joy,

We have to surrender.

Same like that,

I used to love September.

But,

Now it just rhymes with remember.

Once upon a time, September held a special place in my heart. The crisp autumn air, the vibrant colors of falling leaves, and the promise of new beginnings filled my soul with joy. But now, September simply rhymes with remember.

For higher studies, I went into the city of New York, a freshman at Columbia University. I was a girl with a heart full of dreams and a mind full of curiosity. I was always eager to learn and make new friends. But there I faced many problems in making friends.

One day, while studying in the library, I met a boy named Alex. Alex was majoring in Literature. He was a charming, intelligent, and kindhearted boy. We talked about our likes and dislikes and quickly became friends. We started spending countless hours studying together, sharing our dreams, and exploring the city. It was during this month, September, that I met a kindred spirit who brought sunshine into my world. Our bond grew stronger with every passing September. On the other side of the campus, there was another boy named Ethan.

Ethan was a junior, majoring in Business. He was a serious, ambitious, and somewhat aloof boy. We faced each other on the first day, when I entered the university, he and I got into the fight that I will never forget. We started to ignore each other completely. He had noticed me from the start but never really paid much attention to me. He thought I was just another freshman, trying to fit in.

One day, Ethan saw me sitting alone in the library. He gathered his courage and approached me. We started talking, and to our surprise, we had a lot in common. We both loved reading, traveling, and had similar dreams for the future. We started spending more time together, studying, sharing our thoughts, and even went on friendly outings.

He told me that when he started seeing me and Alex together, he began to notice me more. I noticed his eyes on me, whenever I and Alex passed in front of him. He began to saw how my eyes sparkled when I laughed, how passionate I was about my studies, and how kind I was to everyone around me. He saw how Alex looked at me with admiration and affection, and he couldn't help but felt jealous.

Ethan realized that he was starting to develop feelings for me. He was confused and conflicted and he had never felt this way about anyone before. So, he decided to keep his feelings to himself, not wanting to ruin my friendship with Alex. I began to understand Ethan more clearly.

On the other hand, Alex felt very uncomfortable but he decided to not tell me about his feelings towards me. As the time passes our friendship became more stronger. All three if us would spend hours beneath the September sky, gazing at the stars.

But as fate would have it, September eventually became a symbol of heartache. My extra closeness with Ethan irritated Alex and soon he began to corner himself from us. Time moved forward, and circumstances conspired to pull us apart. Our friendship was slowly fading away the magic that once defined our Septembers. Yes, I liked Ethan more than Alex but still Alex was my first friend in that university. I finished my degree there and without telling either of them, and came back to Pakistan. I changed my number and tried not to contact both. My love for Ethan and friendship with Alex was very hurtful at first but then I began to stay busy with other activities. But still, they never got out of my mind. 

Now, each September brings up memories that I hold dear, yet pain to relive. I find myself revisiting those cherished moments, through photographs in an old album.

So, even though September no longer brings the same pure joy it once did, I am grateful for the memories it holds. And as the years go by, I will continue to honor this month as a touchstone of remembrance.

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