Picture

I’m home
I’m not greeted with my name
Just my air conditioners howling
No footsteps up above
I know your in bed on your phone
But I used to see you out the window
Now I only see your contact photo
I know you’re down the hall
Don’t you ever want to see me?
More than a magazine or movie?
Oh, can’t you just get up
Although I’ll text you
It’s not the same as its supposed to be
You’re only on a screen
And you know I’m not complete
When you’re only a picture to me
The gloves she gave me ripped
It feels like the day her eyes broke
From the memories I have known
She looked like an animal ready to pounce
Onto what we used to have
And I haven’t seen her since
And my gloves are reflecting it
Just like the way it’s making me cold
I know I’ll never get to hold her hands anymore
Although I’ll see her
It’s not the same as it used to be
You’re only on a screen
And you know I’m not complete
When you’re only a picture to me
Although I’ll text you
It’s not the same as it used to be
You’re only on a screen
And you know I’m not complete
When you’re only a picture to me
You’re only a picture