As I hear the ever-trending song, it's not my fault that I saw you with every word, sung by Sheeran, with his throaty voice.
I hear you with every beat, I felt your warmth with every breath he took. How is that ever so possible, when you were not he?
You saw me as perfect, and I can't help but melt into your arms, And I can't help but felt loved by those ever doting arms, and of course, those eyes.
Those sharp eyes, I could never deem them as soft, but that stare, was the softest I ever seen. My love, I'll hold on till I couldn't, till my hands bruised and purple, till my breath hitch and wheeze.