Sentimental Fool

I try to get sentimental atleast once a day and usually the sound of Michael Buble does the works. I close my eyes, soak in the lyrics and translate it to an experience, to a memory or to a dream I once had. It’s like having butterflies in your tummy, like breathing in love, embracing its caresses and taking for granted its pleasing wonders. I’m guily, guilty of being one of those sentimental fools who gets carried away by the senses of romance (sigh). Like a danzel in distress, waiting for her night and shining armour and then behind the melody he comes to rescure her…How truly wonderful it is to be loved, to be inlove and to get sentimental…