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jia Apr 6
how do i undo
the feelings i have for you
when clearly you got no clue
that these are all true

how do i undo
to cut myself from blue
though this ain't new
i wanna get over you
jia Mar 29
i write too many poems for you
ones i assure you don't know of
and you won't even read it
for the existence is beyond your knowledge

i write too many poems for you
ones i can't even read
it's just so hard to believe
that it's all about the same thing

i write too many poems for you
ones my hands just type without cue
how i mindlessly formulate it
in all honesty, i have no clue

i write too many poems for you
at one point i wish you knew
but I'm contented that you don't
for i know nothing would change

i write too many poems for you
but we're not on the same line
nor on the same stanza
neither in the same poem

i write too many poems for you
but it's time to stop now
it's tiring, don't you think?
to write, without a reader.
jia Mar 21
maybe if you didn't give any hint
like that time you liked my new tint
and when you gave me my favorite mint
i just wish you didn't

maybe if you treated others the same
like how it's only me that can tame
your only light and burning flame
so that's how it became

maybe if you were careful
and kind of less of a fool
a little more truthful
just thinking, it's wishful

maybe if i wasn't naive
for like a child, i believed
that you would not leave
however, i was deceived
jia Mar 21
casually crashing in your arms
as i feel my head go light.
your heart which only warms
when it's me in your sight.
jia Mar 10
as mysterious as the moon
you're a moment that ends so soon
still waiting even at noon
in that summer at june

your shadow upon the night
blinded my very sight
and in return i gave my light
though i know its quite not right

in dim light they both embraced
like it's their last, like they're in haste
the moon which the light chased
in this moment, they both graced
lune et lumière
jia Mar 8
so I wonder
if you think of me
just like how you're in my thoughts
so constantly.
: )
jia Mar 8
lived in his heart is this ounce of pain
every moment just seemed to pass behind his back
victory was all in vain
igniting the fire within his world of black

at last, humanity's strongest appeared
cradled in his palm are the tears he hid
keen as the blades that all have feared
ending it with his own blood to bleed

reaching with no one to depend
meek as he absorbed the reality
as he asks himself if this is the end
not yet for he is the strongest of all humanity
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