Call Me a sentimental fool but I miss you our conversations those goofy nicknames we had for each other how we'd talk on the phone I just don't get it, You've gone for no reason I wanted you for a lifetime but maybe we were destined for a season but I still dream about you sometimes and quietly worry about you, and those lovely blue eyes those rosy cheeks that were sweet like an innocent cherub, Call me a sentimental fool, but **** it aura, I miss you