And I don’t need it to be real, I just need the person I’m actually in love with in real life to come find me, get down on his knees, tell me he’s an idiot and that he made a mistake—again—that it was just a misunderstanding, and please please please will I take him back? I’d pretend to umm and ahh about it for a minute but then I’d get down on my knees too because I love him and I always will.