a poem for The Blue Bomber...

I've played the games,
I watch the shows,
I've read the comics,
I admire the characters
and the plots of each episode.
I especially adore...
Him.

Mega Man.
A super fighting robot
with the design of a kid,
with a heart of gold,
and many, MANY siblings.

The Original,
X,
Voltnut,
NT Warrior,
Star Force,
They're all the same,
but at the same time,
they're incredibly different.

Watching the shows,
Ruby Spears,
OVA,
NT Warrior,
Star Force,
even the X Movie,
I wish they could transfer from the screen into my presence,
just like he, Rush, Proto Man, and Roll did in the OVA.

I'm lonely.
I'm really really shy.
I want to be his friend.
I want to play with him.
I want to give him hugs.

But (I feel like) I can't...
I don't have the ability to reach into a screen,
take Rock by the hands,
and pull him into my arms.
I could reach until my biceps turn blue,
I could lean towards him until I fall over,
I could curl up in my blankets until I feel a pair of arms wrap around me in a warm embrace that wouldn't disappear in the morning.
But alas...
It's no use.

I'm lonely.
I'm really really shy.
I'm imperfect.
I'm disgraceful.
I'm getting teary-eyed.

I want to be his friend.
I want to play with him.
I want to give him hugs.

Mega Man...
If you're reading this,
will you be my friend?