Blue nails

I hold his hand and you pop into my mind. And he says he likes my blue nails but all I can think of is if you like them too?

He asks for my social media but instead I rant about how you unfollowed me without giving me a moments notice. And he calls me beautiful but all I see is your eyes staring deep into my soul.

He asks who I’m thinking about and your name is in both of our tongues. The elephant in the room. He was your friend and I try to focus on him. His tan skin and blue eyes.

But all I see is pale skin and flecks of green with brown. And I look for the freckles on his nose. But I can’t find any. I  know it is my mind trying to make him look like you. Trying to bring you back. Even in my dreams I can’t be with anyone else but you.