Tia Jul 8
I fell in love
and told you nothing
Because I was afraid of what might happen

Sorry I didn't say anything
I was so caught up with everything
And now I can't get my self to talking

I'm getting scared
I am still feeling the pain
And I just want it to go away

I know this was my fault
I should have made a second thought
Then I might have prevented this broken heart

Please turn off the lights
Don't initiate a fight
I wouldn't listen even if you're right

I really want to take away the pain
Just for now can I be mean?
Or just walk underneath the rain?

Do you think I'm gonna be okay?
Do you think I could take the pain away?
Do you think I can be back to the same me again?
Tia Jun 29
The saddest part is telling you I'm fine
The saddest part is when I can't look into your eyes
The saddest part is me believing it's alright
The saddest part is I can't state what's been on my mind

The hardest thing was not remembering
Cause in my mind, it's all over, they are swirling
It's here and there and I've been trying
Trying so hard to get them off but I can't stop thinking

The most painful is me still holding
Still trying to save what's left but there's nothing
Letting my mind assume that we can go back to the beginning
But I also knew that we can't because the story's end is nearing

The most painful sight is you too is hurting
But we're left no choice we aren't for each other's loving
You are the Sun that shines in the morning
While I am the Moon that hovers darkness in the evening

And the saddest part, the saddest part is me telling you lies
That I'm not hurting, I didn't cry
Not a river when I lay at night
That I am happy and fine and I don't mind
Tia Jun 20
Tonight, I would like to feel the pain
While my eyes cry like a heavy rain
In the middle of the night
Wherein I'm closing all the lights

I'd be going back to the first thing
When everything is fine all is smiling
When my mind is just in peace resting
When nothing breaks my heart, it was the last thing

Then I'd be thinking of the memories
When there is only happiness
When things aren't burning
When hearts aren't hurting

Tonight, I'd be on my way home
In the arms of the only one I know
With the sincerest embrace I will ever have
With the sweetest kiss that I always loved

Tonight, I'd be home finally
Going back to the presence of lonely
Coming home to the hugs of sadness
Kissing the lips of unhappiness
Tia Jun 2
I am so confused on how does love works
Even if I thought of it hard
I still go back in the old definitions and words
But nothing really sunk in my mind

How do we fall for someone?
It's as complicated as finding the right rhyme
It must feel right, good, perfect
Perfect to be in a poem to make meanings

But then, not everything rhymes
Not all is meant to sound nice
But yet they can put meaning to it
And make the imperfect perfect

Opposite attracts, Like poles repel
That's the science law
But then same feather flocks together
That's what philosophers said

You see?
Understanding love is more complicated than science and math
It couldn't be solved by any formula just like that
There's no wise mind, no genius, no protege

We became fools because of it
Weak and vulnerable because of it
Stupid and shit because of it
All of this for something we can't even define

Love is love
Love is happy
Love is pain
Love is you

But we all contradict these when the rollercoaster started
When things go up, down, upside down
Trying to shake you and see how far you can last
How long will you be able to hold
We knew it but we're still confused right? You with me on this?
Tia Mar 5
To my future someone
Touch me
Caress my cheeks
I'll lean to it
Assure you I'm liking it

To my future someone
Embrace me
Lock me up in your arms
I'll tell you
I like how your arms wrapped around in me

To my future someone
Kiss me
Put your lips in my forehead
I'll smile
With contentment and happiness

To my future someone
Cuddle me
Put my head against your chest
I'll hold on tight
Draw patterns against your skin

To my future someone
Tell me you love me
Every night before we go to sleep
I'll say it back
With all the love I have for you
  Jan 26 Tia
Jillian McLean
The brunettes want to be blonde ,
and the blondes want to be brunette.
The tall want to be short,
and the short want to be tall
the petite want to be curvy
and the curvy want to be petite,
she wants to be her
and her wants to be she
he wants to him
and him wants to be he
we want to be someone else
but someone else wants to be free
  Jan 26 Tia
If you cracked me open, would you watch me bleed?
When you cut through my disguise, what do you see?
Will you leave me alone, to wilt and wither away,
Or will you save the bloom to last another day?
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