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.