Pixels and Pancakes

Sunsets and rainclouds
are pretty to see
But when you draw them perfectly
They're prettier to me

Long walks and pizza
Both ordered for two
I think of books, coffee and open skies
when I think of you

I'd sell my soul to hold you but you're in the arms of another
This story seems to end before it begins

I see you as pixels and stare at my screen.
When you text something funny,
I quietly dream of the day we'd make pancakes for dinner,
And then we'd be sinners
and I, wish it were real

Sunrise and movie nights
We'd pick horror for sure
You give me voice, thought and meaning
Plus, you're kinda really good at the piano

Birthdays were where we'd catch up
I'd miss them as we grew
When I'd need hope, comfort, cakes and pies
I'd look to you

And maybe there's some comfort in knowing that you're safe and sound
But how do I pretend you didn't exist

I see you as pixels and stare at my screen.
When you text something funny,
I quietly dream of the day we'd make pancakes for dinner,
And then we'd be sinners
and I, wish it were real

All your things you gave me, I keep with me in memory;
Your blue sweater,
the heart shaped sticker,
your scent which still lingers when I breathe

I see you as pixels and stare at my screen.
When you text something funny,
I quietly dream of the day we'd make pancakes for dinner,
And then we'd be sinners
and I, wish it were real