No Place for Utopia

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2005-2006 Poems

"With you is the perfect place to be."



I am here, and in your eyes

I am invisible.

I reached out to touch you-

Beside me, you are

A million miles away.



I glanced and you smiled

Pained me to see, it wasn't for me.

I no longer can make you laugh,

No longer can make you sing,

And stay awake late at night.



To dream dreams,

To share stories,

Just to talk with...

And to listen to-

Felt it wasn't you.



Could it be me?

Have I become a stranger?

I can't take you back.

I can't be all that you need now.

Suddenly, this is not my home.



What's left of me,

Is nothing but letting go.

I wouldn't want to be

In this place, where there is no place

To exist in love.



I am leaving to a new morning,

Yes, again and again.

With all these that I feel,

This time it won't be by any chance-

but MY CHOICE.



(I cried a lot for you, you should know what it means...)



~jerlin balais ©2005~


Author's Notes/Comments: 

What is this about me and crying at night?

Oh no, don't tell me I have this "Leaving On A Jet Plane" syndrome. I hate it when I go totally f*ckin' EMO chic. Maybe it's not just the '2-weeks-from-now-flight" thing. Coming back here in the Philippines supposed to feel that I am back home. But I felt like I am in the state of utopia- 'no place'. I feel that I am so near, yet the people around me are so far...and I've only been gone for 3 months. I guess I just have to deal with the fact that people change, and so do I. Three weeks ago, I was so excited to come home and embrace all the things that I have left behind...not knowing that the best lesson I have to deal with is - LETTING GO. And it's freakin' so hard to let go...but if I don't, then I would remain a 'non-existent' person...neither here or there or everywhere.

~jerlin 6Sept05

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