This be the Final Day I shake your Hand
Then meet the Calmer Diplomat you brought
To just Reach Out; And try to Understand
How my Skills for Finer Efforts have wrought
Though, as Proofed, are Numbers you would Believe
So ask my Higher Boss which Plan I'll take
Will constrict my Leisures; As many percieve
The Bull-Horned Adviser my Peers forsake
So that if my Laboured Spirits be Tamed
And share to your Better Business allot
Will sharpen my Picture; Then Talents famed
Behind the Blue Eagle's Black Eggs forgot.
That Excelled you are, as Cell's Values come
Would make my Mark; As the Best Agent done.

There's so much of us left in my blood ~
It's too thick ~
Flowing through me too slowly ~
Forcing my to heart labor ~
You could not breathe with me ~  
I could not breathe without you ~
I'm drifting through time ~
It has no meaning ~
I'm catching vapours in the wind ~
But beloved ~ it's not enough
I need your touch ~
I'm not sure who I am without it ~
Your need to be free ~
My need to be held ~
Clashing together like thunder clouds
We created a violent storm ~
And so I drift ~
Catching thoughts of you ~
Only to return ~
When you want to feel the rain again ~

Copyright © Tia Jane Fajardo

Let's become strangers again love ~
I will stare into your blue eyes for the first time as you will gaze into mine ~
I will swim in their depths as if I've never dipped my toes into the sea ~
We will hold hands as if we've never felt the warmth of each others skin ~
We will look at sunsets as if the day will never fade again ~
We'll become strangers love ~
And start this journey all over again ~

Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo

Sadness is here to greet me again ~
Melancholy eyes wet with tears ~
I struggle to march through each day ~
The night comes like a blow to the chest ~
Relentless ~
Unfeeling ~
Reminders that I left ~
And now I see you holding her hand ~
And I have no one to blame but myself ~
For all these years of melancholy eyes ~

Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo

We're at a crossroads ~
The path ahead is frighteningly unfamiliar ~
I may leave you standing here ~
I can't keep waiting for you to make up your mind ~
Because the pain, love ~
It stabs at my delicate skin ~
It tears out my too human heart ~
I was ready to walk with you ~
Now I just want to walk ~
We're at a crossroads ~
And you still ~ don't know which path to take ~

Copyright © Tia Jane Fajardo

We are lost love ~
Beneath years of expectation and doubt ~
Struggling against the rubble with the hope to stand strong again  ~
Days drift into night and I am weary from collecting moments without you ~
Hold tight onto my hand ~
We will lift these rocks and allow the sun to penetrate the darkness ~
We will see each other's eyes for the first time again ~
We will let go of old habits ~
And start our path anew ~
We are lost love ~
But together we'll find our way ~

Copyright © Tia Jane Fajardo

I granted you a pardon, love ~
I smashed open the lock ~
And threw away the key ~
I granted you freedom ~
To love me again ~
With one condition ~
To our unconditional love ~
That when lips parted ~
Only the truth would spill forth into my mouth ~
But you broke your probation, love ~
You speak of it with vengeance ~
But find it so difficult to tell ~
So I boarded up my heart again ~
I nailed it quite shut ~
And now I grant you nothing, love ~
Because now all that I can do ~
Is grant freedom to myself ~

Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo

Remembering the fires we stoked in each other's hearts ~
Mine still burning wildly ~
Yours but a gentle flame ~
As the autumn afternoon folds her arms around me ~
Won't you let me come inside love ~
And warm me from this chill ~


Copyright Tia Jane Fajardo