Everyone else is so infatuated with him, what makes them think that I will be the same? How everybody will be anticipating his arrival. Blah, Im not like everyone else, to me heâds no different then any other Joe.
Well here I am, just hours before he enters the city. Im just wondering what about him makes women and women want to be him. Standing inline amidst a hundred people waiting, though I dont think I will go crazy like the people ahead of me did, hooting and hollering after he touched their hand. Dumb men there worst then the women. Oh, Im next in line, here I go
With the biggest grin, I leave. That wasn’t so bad, far better then I expected, I love the way he moves, so fast and swift, I liked the natural feel of our embrace, how great he looks in green despite all other colors. I cant stop thinking about him, just waiting to be in his presence again.
I’m calmly on the couch at my place with the latest and best man of my life, in my arms. My hands tingle from the natural feel, such great physique. Fully mesmerized, I slowly place it inside; seconds just seem to tick by, instantly its intense euphoria.
I look at him for the first time in what seems like years, hes here speaking and moving right before my eyes, looking almost exactly the same as when I first laid eyes on him, perhaps with a little more definition. I now see the reason for such huge antisipation, the greatness that he is, he makes the world go around, the flowers bloom, the sun shine, and I have him right here in my living room.

Master Chief, I love you! Your mine and Im never letting go.