I wish you would just show up on my doorstep. Not with anything special, just you. And when I'd open the door you'd smile and while I'm trying to figure out what the hell you're doing here, you'd tell me how hard the past days have been, and how much you've thought about me, how much you regretted everything. And then you'd take me into your arms and ask me to forgive you and I would without hesitation. Then you'd grab my face and kiss me like the first time and everything would be perfect again.