To our dearest Pizza Hut,

For years, we have taken shelter under your instantly recognizable red roof. That place — where sweet sauce, fluffy crust, and gooey cheese meet in sacred unity — is where we feel at home. You have gotten us through many a birthday, breakup, and binge-watching session, and our mouths and stomachs feel forever indebted to you.

When we learned that you had expanded your genius into creating a line of pizza-inspired nail polish, our love for you rose faster than the doughiest crust and grew deeper than the deepest deep-dish pie. Our mouths watered as we dreamt of all the manicures we could design with Sparkling Supreme, Dough You Need Me, Voracious Veggie, Meat Me After Midnight, and the rest of these nail polish varieties. Oh, Pizza Hut, how clever you are to create such witty names and to finally acknowledge that our appetite for you has knows no boundary.

But then, our dreams were shattered. Suddenly, the pits in our stomachs that could normally be satiated with your toasted parmesan sticks were empty beyond repair when we learned your nail polishes were simply a limited-edition gimmick. Only 30 sets were made as prizes for a Valentine’s Day poetry competition, and we had missed our shot at snagging one of the sets for ourselves.

What’s worse, the contest was only available for your Australian lovers, meaning we American pizzaholics were left in the dust. The pain is burning and searing and more unbearable than someone taking the last slice. Do we need to remind you that we are a nation of famous pizza obsessives? From Miley Cyrus to Beyoncé to Katy Perry, you have legions of fans who want — NAY, who deserve! — this.

It’s not fair, Pizza Hut. Now that we know about these polishes, their existence is haunting and taunting us, and we won’t rest until they’re made available for every man, woman, and child who wants to declare their love for the seventh and most necessary food group in the world on their fingernails at any time.

It doesn’t even matter to us that Poppin Pepperoni is a nonsensical, bright magenta hue, or that Aloha Boys is kind of a “meh” name. We’ll forgive you for that, Pizza Hut, because we love you. All we ask for is the love we deserve in return.

Forever Yours,

MTV News and the rest of this entire pizza-loving planet