You know you shouldn't be falling in love with your captain, Price. Unknowingly, he already has a partner; it shattered your heart. It was not intended because he is gentle enough to reject your heart. Your piece is not a match for yours.   Next was your lieutenant, Ghost. Outstanding friendship, fondness, and admiration grew to something more deep. He saw the sign and harshly refused before Soap came, your cohort.   Comfort he gave, along with peace and mirth. You confess, ouch, another rejection. Just like what Price did, devastation was consuming you. You felt lonely standing in front of them all; they saw this, mischief snapped to their faces.   They pushed Gaz towards you, and you bumped into him. He laughed, patting your shoulder. That smile of his was so pure and joyous. “Woah there, got a little push." This was Gaz's chance; he likes you after all, but you're blind to notice him, the missing piece from him paired with your piece.