"How long has it been since we meet?" A young lady was sitting next to Tokyo wearing a beautiful white dress but it wasn't a wedding dress. Her hair was in curls matching the small flower on her sash of the dress. Gleams of light from the moon began to show the sparkle in her eyes.
There you see her sitting there across the way.
She don't got a lot to say but there's something about her.
And you don't know why but you're dying to try.
You wanna kiss the girl.
She remained in her seat looking in the opposite direction as Tokyo. The two were invited to a dinner party from France but the couple haven't seen each other for a few weeks from all the buissness trips Tokyo had to encounter. "Nerima, my love." His cheeks started to turn pink as the wind slightly blew into Nerima's beautiful hair.
Yes, you want her. Look at her you know you do.
It's possible she wants you too there's one way to ask her.
You don't say a word, not a single word