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