Miss You - Ed Sheeran

"Shock, horror, I'm down

Lost, you're not around"

"My mind shuts sound out

I'm on autopilot"

"These words mean nothing to me 

I'm just in on a fence of how it used to be"

"I don't know when I lost my mind

Maybe when I made you mine"

Maybe it was every time 

That you said

 "I miss you. More than I let on. "

Thoughts: 

Truth is, up until now, every time I see those things, evidences of what has happened the whole year, I feel like bursting into a million apologies. 

I'm sorry if I ruined things, if I messed things up. 

Please let the night be as silent as it is after the rain. 

I don't mind those questions, really, just as long as I'm not obliged to answer them. 

THOU SHALL NOT RUIN THE SONG. THOU SHALL NOT OR LIGHTNING WILL STRIKE UPON YOU FROM THE HEIGHTS OF THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING WHERE OLYMPUS IS SITUATED IN THE PRESENT TIMES AND THOU SHALL FEEL THE WRATH OF ALL THE GODS COMBINED. 

*cue thunder* 

I'm not sure why I suddenly associated this with Percy Jackson. It just seemed appropriate, that's all.  But please, I'm begging you, every single  one of you, please don't ruin any more songs for me. 

Joy, stop yourself. Stop yourself. Stop yourself from screaming. Stop yourself and don't even go there. Joy, please. I'm begging you. Spare yourself from hurt. Spare yourself from all that bullshit. Spare yourself from falling back into that dreadful pit of loneliness that you had to fall into, that large lump in your throat and the tears that fell when you collapsed on your bed. Just freaking stop yourself now, or deal with it your whole life until you learn to let go and move, until you learn to stop caring, until your memory fails you. 

Delete that from your fucking history.