September.
My birth month.
My sisters birth month.

September.
A reminder of what I lost.
A reminder of what I can never have.

September.
A mark of another year gone by.
A mark of another year in which I can't see my sister.

September.
Another month where I mourn for you.
Another month where I wish you were here with me.

September.
My least favorite month.
My sisters month of death.