I don’t know much about relationships. I don’t know anything about love. All I want, like, in this whole world, is to just keep talking to you. I wanna know how your day was, where you wanna eat, and I wanna argue with you. And I wanna hear all your theories, even the ones that are just completely, you know, wrong. And I know it’s not that simple. I just believe that if you are really willing to continue having this conversation with me, then we can figure the rest out.