This May Call for a Proper Introduction

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?

As I sang the words to "The World Has it's Shine", I spotted her in the crowd; way in the back and close to the exit. Even though she said she wasn't coming and that she was through with me, she came. Our lips were in time together, while I sang the lyrics and she sung them to herself. My eyes linked with hers as I sang the rest of the song written for her.

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

During the rest of the set I tried to convey emotion from every lyric, hoping she would listen. I was trying so hard to make up for that stupid fight. I was desperate attention and if I could only figure out a way to fix it; or she really would be through with me. Every time our eyes would connect it took all I had to break away. What am I going to do?

Applause, applause, no wait wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

The applause and screaming were deafening. I saw her turn to make her exit. I knew what I was going to do. I announced just how much said girl means to me. How she was my world. She made an about face staring directly at me with shocked eyes. Just maybe we were back on the same page.

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

I could tell she was shaken seeing as in the entire year we were together I never had said those words to her. As I finished with the fans she stayed back but she was still in my sight. I tried to not seem like I was in a rush but Iwanted needed to talk to her. Throughout the entire time I could feel her eyes burning into me; full of curiosity. Finally, I was done with the fans. I could do this.

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes

I was shaking. We were all alone, she was waiting for me to make the first move. I looked down into her eyes; young and slightly wild. But there was also a promise that she would listen. That is what I had been waiting for. However, she was through waiting and spoke first.

She bit her lip,"Did you mean it?"

I nodded curtly,"Yes"

I made sure our eyes never averted from each other.

I cupped her jawline,"I'm sorry"

My voice was filled with sincerity; I was hoping desperately she heard it. Her eyes told me she had already forgiven me.

She took a deep breath,"Say it,Gabe."

Leaning down over her smaller frame, I brought our faces closer together so our lips were only inches apart.

"I love you."

I felt rather than heard her shaky breath pass her lips,"I love you, too Gabe"

She then softly closed the gap between our lips and I slipped my arms around her waist deepening the kiss.

This calls for a proper introduction. I'm Gabriel Saporta and I have my entire world in my arms.