A girl with beautiful locks of pink.
A girl with the inability to wink.
A girl with gorgeous eyes of green and yellow.
A girl who's taken the heart of this fellow.
I was quiet and a loner and wanted to be apart.
When this little pinkette worked her way into my heart.
From the start I was selfish, cold and cruel.
And from this, one thing came into question: The no love rule.
Did this girl, who knew who I was, really like me for me?
For a while, I needed to test and see.
A popular idol visited her during the day.
When he found her music he asked to sing, if he may.
Upon hearing that the song was written for one and only one.
From there my investigation was done.
Now I know this is for real.
These feelings are no less than true.
You're special to me...and I'm in love with you.
My dear Pinkette, I love how you can look past the idol that you wanted.
I appreciate that you love what's here and you don't mind that that idol is now dead.
I love everything about you. Your personality, your smile, and the music you make.
I love so much, this feeling is too much to take.
My dear Haruka, I love you more than anything.
So I ask you, please be mine, and write the songs that I sing.