I paint my nails

green, red, blue

I paint my nails, to mask thoughts of you

Silly girl sitting and thinking of a boy

a boy who holds all of her in one fist 

one fist that she loves so dearly 

so dearly, consuming her every thought

thoughts of a silly girl

I wish not to be a silly girl

that's why I sit

I sit in this room

I paint my nails 

to put other use to these overwhelming thoughts of you

But it never ends

my chest is still tight

my painted nails turn dry

green nails now red

worry infects my mind, love

sleep is the only escape from this heavy storm, love

Love, Love, Love

must be why I worry 

Love

and when I wake 

you won't even notice

my nails aren't green

my nails aren't red

my nails are blue

Blue, like the feeling of losing you