We met a few months back. We locked eyes as you fell from Atheon. I knew then that you were mine forever. Some of my friends knew about you, some had even played around with you but at that moment, I knew you were mine. I took you to the moon for our first date and stroked you to fire under the sky train, you were so naughty and fast! Then I unlocked something inside you..you were slower, more focused....our bond grew. You were with me for my first crota and my first control. We were beautiful together! I can still hear the shouts of envy from the other guardians! How we made sweet glorious love to screams of our enemies during our Iron banner rampages. Every screenshot I have has me gently caressing you. And then it happened. We both knew it would come. You're not as young as you used to be (pre 1.1.1) and you couldn't do some of the things you used to do. I was confused, sad, hurt. Im not proud of it but I strayed. I found a dirty, filthy shotty. I won't tell you her name, but she almost took me to the morgue, twice. She brought some of her friends, showed me a secret handshake and a dirty little number named Felwinter. Thats probably not her real name. A lie. They did things that we never did. It was spectacular. It was almost automatic when I hammered her forge and that shot package! Wow! Raunchy and yes I did feel dirty afterwards. It was glorious and I loved it. But I missed you. I played with other, I thought I was over you. Iron banner came around and I went without you. Yes, I did things I'm not proud of. I used a remote, pulled out during a red death, even had a terrible bjj, stuck on a thorn and even thought I found god in no land beyond! But it wasnt you. I missed your weight, looking down your sights, caressing your framework... I played with other, I thought i forgot you. But no, my dearest Suros Regime. You are never the mistress. Always the queen.