January built me into a new person. January was fresh and exciting.
February is never good. February was bold and unexpected.
March was a surprise. March taught me to live and to let go.
April made me happy and sad. April served me gratification.
May taught me to remember and to let go. May restored my balance and I basked
June left me reckless and restless. June resembled struggle and chaos. July slipped away from me. July left me clueless yet hopeful.
August had me disappointed. August had me yearning for comfort and
September was a blur. September stacked the odds in my
October was a mess. October left me surprised and
November was crucial. November provided me with clarity and
December was bittersweet. December brought me anger, tears, and
preparation for a new year.