Dear My September,

This is my first and last letter for you (maybe) to celebrate our moments together since I born on this planet. I know, soon or late I'll be back to the God "literally" as lifeless creature.
Time flies. We couldn't take it back anymore. Good or bad, happy or sad.

I wouldn't ask another chance to make my life better than now, I just want to make this short life so useful and colorful for other people and myself. Maybe sounds stuffy, but I just want to happy. And about happiness, I believe it always had a way to find me.

With all my heart at the last of couple days on my 21.
Love
@riajamin