It was september when you came; I was trying to find someone In the clean and bright sky and an Innocent star fell in my hand whom I quietly accpted and loved. It’s been years we lived this bond, I’ve never thought how many Incautious decisions we made, Inculcation of some intimate moments and Impostures that we had played. It was fun. I lived my life more than expectations I and you and then some… Illusions of your existence here; I remember. Intoxicated with time, I, in September.