Is it you? Have his prayers been answered? Is it really you standing there, or is he dreaming once more? He looks different, you're optics looks tired, his frame is lighter, and your smile is torn. Is it really his love? Countless years have gone by, centuries, aeons. His time on Earth restricted him from visiting you on cybertron, but now he's home. He can't think of anything to say, so Soundwave simply kneels down before you. "I am not the mech you fell in love with." he uttered. "I am not the mech you once adored, I am not your kind and gentle sparkmate." he takes a shuddering vent and lowers his helm. "And I am not the love you knew before." His visor slowly raises and locks onto your optics, pleading. "Would you fall in love with me again? If you knew all I've done, the things I could not change. Would you love me all the same? I know that you've been waiting..." he lets out a shaky vent. "Waiting for love."