Normal People: crying cause I really miss you.
Ed Sheeran: I don't get waves of missing you anymore, they're more like tsunami tides in my eyes.
Normal People: you are making me blush!
Ed Sheeran: tell her that she turns my cheeks the color of my hair.
Normal People: we're spooning.
Ed Sheeran: we're resembling cultry.
Normal People: my life is falling apart.
Ed Sheeran: her face seems slowly sinking. wasting, crumbling like pastries.
Normal People: marry me?
Ed Sheeran: see, I could do without a tan on my left hand where my fourth finger meets my knuckle.