Clash of the Messages

(Verse 1) I'm green in a world of blue, my texts stand alone, Emoji misfits, reactions unknown. Sent from my Android, to your Apple throne, Messages in a bottle, to the iZone. (Chorus) Can you hear me through the pixels? Do my words find their way? In this cross-platform riddle, Will our chat bubbles ever sway? (Verse 2) Your read receipts are a mystery, my pictures a blur, Our chat's a tech-mixtape, of him and of her. I type with my thumbs, and wait for the stir, A 'Delivered' in limbo, the suspense I prefer. (Chorus) Can you hear me through the pixels? Do my words find their way? In this cross-platform riddle, Will our chat bubbles ever sway? (Bridge) Sometimes it feels like we're worlds apart, In the language of tech, we're just two hearts. But when the screen lights up, and your message starts, It's a digital sonnet, a binary art. (Chorus) Can you hear me through the pixels? Do my words find their way? In this cross-platform riddle, Will our chat bubbles ever sway? (Outro)