​The day I call cursed

I wrote this poem earlier and hoping for some feedback on it 😁

September 21st

The day I call cursed

I need to quench my thirst, for the past

Because that day was the last

And it went by too fast

I was caught aghast

We lived and loved

Since September 21st

Our day one…

But that day is done

For down goes the sun

Along with another day, we don’t talk

Just glance away and walk

Forgetting the days when we played with chalk

Looking at your watch

And laughing because it said 21:00 o’clock

September 21st

The day our friendship was the best and worst

And the day I call cursed